I am not perfect, please do not see me for what I am not.
I am corrupted, By greed, selfishness, and hate
I may not allow them to rule me, but inside me they do live
Do not think me wonderful, or amazing
Simply because I can string words together creatively
Do not accuse me of another’s faults
I have enough of my own to fill a sinking ship
Do not assume I have committed a crime against you
Simply because you do not have the proof to clear me
Please do not fall for me, I don’t think I could handle
The thought of you being disappointed in what you will see
I am a maze of lies, denial, and false understandings
I create this hall of mirrors to protect what I have had to become
Inside is a fragile creation of abuse, self loathing, and denial
Because that is all I see when I look at a reflection of me
I may have some silver lining, but I am far from being made of gold
I am the “next best” you settle for in a department stores sale
I am last years model that all tried to trade in
Could not handle this pain, so instead I became
The woman who feels nothing, and has nothing to gain
I tried my best to please so many
Forgetting that inside I needed to like myself before they could