Men stare
Boys blink
Am I as ugly
As I think?

Please tell me I am
Please tell me I'm right
It would make more sense
I'm not beautiful tonight

Someone agree
Show me the truth
Get me a mirror
Not a flattering booth

Show me my face
What it really is
Point out my faults
Numerous as sins

Burn me to ashes
Rip me apart
Sever my soul
From my body depart

My body is horrid
A whirlpool diseased
Flesh turned sick
Infection fills me

Save me from myself
I hate what I've become
My body is a temporary trap
Save my soul and let's be done

No more rolls of fat
No more discontent
No more wandering aching thoughts
No more dreams broken and bent

No more sleepless nights
No more plugged up tears
No more feeling too large to live
No more fighting fears

No more wondering
If I'll succeed somehow my way
No more empty promises
That I'll loose weight someday

Men grimace
Boys glare
Girls gawk
It's only fair

I'm an image
Nothing more
A projection
Shallow to the core

I may have a mind
I may have a heart
I'm only a thought
A piece of art

Not even expensive
Nothing worthy to hang
Not priceless or pretty
I'm just a worldly shame