Staring at my reflection reminds me of a horror movie when a scary scene is about to happen and you just want to look away .
Disgusted by my acne face and small eyes ,a big nose.
My mind is telling me lies.
I yet have accomplished to see the beauty in my hidden features of imperfections.
I'm a dumpster waiting to be cleaned.
In hope I'll feel better about the trash put inside me.
Disfigured ,longing for some peace.
I don't want to be in this skin that was stitched neatly to make me complete .
I want to pull out my strings and form a different shape.
All I am is a circle empty to the reach
Please let me be a sphere
Let me grow into a 3D figure my feelings need to grow bigger .
These lies need to hinder .