How can they look at me, when I don't even want to look at my own reflection?
How can they listen to me, when I can't even take hearing my hideous voice?
How can they accept my flaws, when I can't even deal with mine?
How can they be happy for me, when I can't even be glad for my own sake?
How can they love me, when I can't even love my own self?
Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 8:45 AM UTC
How can they look at me, when I don't even want to look at my own reflection?
How can they listen to me, when I can't even take hearing my hideous voice?
How can they accept my flaws, when I can't even deal with mine?
How can they be happy for me, when I can't even be glad for my own sake?
How can they love me, when I can't even love my own self?
