Myself and Me

Searching, searching,
Feel around, I feel it there
Right there, there
An imperfection
Has to go
A single flaw that soon
Will grow
I'll pick it out and
Think it's gone
Then soon I'll see
What its become
But it's ok
It's just a spot
A single spot
Oh wait, it's not
Search around
To find a spot
Then soon I'll find
It's not a spot
But that's ok
Oh anyway
An imperfection's all I see
It has to go
So it won't show
I'll pick it out and
Then I'll see
Then I'll see
What I have done
A massacre,
Myself and me

* written about dermatillomania disorder

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