The mirror is my enemy
The razor blade is my friend
My room is my hiding spot
My mind is my happiness

My figure is not all that great like hers
But, you have never made it great anyway
My eyes are not small and brown like hers
But, you have never made it great anyway

I really need your attention but she gets it all
I guess am not light skin like her
I guess am not pretty like her
I guess am not slim and slender like her

My reflection is my enemy
The cuts on my skin is my friend
My bed is my closure
My thinking is my fairy tale

My beauty is no more.
But, you have never made it great anyway
My shape is not to your liking
I could tell how you compliment others
But, you have never made it great anyway
I really need your attention but she gets it all
I guess am not light skin like her
I guess am not pretty like her
I guess am not slim and slender like her

Me is my own enemy
The scars on my skin is what remind me of who I am
My sheet is my comfort.
My emotions are my god.

THE END