What an old insecurity
Hardly ever lived without it
Except... except that year...
The year lost... starving, dying
And now once again
You face yourself
Clearly you didn’t try hard enough
You better work harder
You better not eat so much

Ugh

How disgusting you are
You’re not pretty
You just fool yourself
Lie to yourself
You’re not beautiful
How pitiful this still bothers you
What a weak little girl you are
How repulsive you are
You’ll never be lovely
You’re not graceful
You’re not slim
You’re not even cute
I wouldn’t want you
No wonder no one else does
Lol
Of course
How obvious!
You let yourself believe that maybe
You were desirable

You lied.

Your ugliness is clear
They’re just being nice
You know how awful you look
You know how dreadful you are

I-I think I’d like
To just melt away...
To disintegrate