When you look at me.

I lose control.

When your eyes caress me.

I feel so weak.

When you tell me I'm beautiful.

I believe that you feel it.

When I look at me.

I feel shame.

When my eyes analyze me.

I feel sick.

When you tell me I'm beautiful.

I want to cry.

...Because its not what I see...

Please don't think I'm ungrateful.

I'm only unbelieving.

All my life I've wanted to feel it.

But things get in my way.

Self-Image, the world is an Ad.

For Self-image.

Don't make me feel worse for this.

I only want to be beautiful in my eyes.

The way I am in yours.

...Because it's not what I see...