Who i face in the mirror
Isn’t me in your eyes
When i glimpse at myself
I see a sight to despise
A wide filthy monster
Skin pasty and pale
Self-deprecation is a sure thing i’ll never fail
Cracked, bleeding lips
knotted and mangled hair
There is not much to adore
No point in taking care
I compare myself, observe
Can’t help but stare
I desire a body
You’ll genuinely love bare