You gaze into a lifeless thing
To judge your own complexion
But don't you know by now?
A mirror only shows imperfection
You stress about the way you look
'til it becomes an obsession
What's wrong with who you are?
Self loathing just leads to depression
The tempered glass is filled with flaws
Concealed from your detection
Why believe what you see?
The reflection hides your perfection
--Christian J. Clark
Aug 18, 2013
Aug 18, 2013 at 8:49 PM UTC
You gaze into a lifeless thing
To judge your own complexion
But don't you know by now?
A mirror only shows imperfection
You stress about the way you look
'til it becomes an obsession
What's wrong with who you are?
Self loathing just leads to depression
The tempered glass is filled with flaws
Concealed from your detection
Why believe what you see?
The reflection hides your perfection
--Christian J. Clark
On the topic of self image.
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