I watch myself disappear
before naked eyes
and a mirror-mirror

Pixels of me de-rez
before these naked eyes
so so so thin

"You're like an angel-hair"
"You have babyskin,
a perfect aura,
and you fit-in!"

But like the most immaculate art piece
there's always a critic

I watch from afar
Wishing I was "perfect"
I keep my red-eye on the skelly in the mirror
oh my God
everything's so much clearer.