compare yourself to her once more
hold on to the skin banding around your waist
convince yourself this is why he left in the first place
or was it all the hate you had
for the world and yourself
was she prettier than you or just carefree
could she laugh more instead of cry
did she hate herself as much as you hate yourself
how easy was it for him to lay with her
without hearing her cry
with you its like a dark shelter
you only produce negativity
but what can you do when you look like yourself
act like yourself
and love like yourself
a weak, flawed, and miserable creature
he didn't leave just because of your looks
he left because of everything you are and everything you'll never be