Frankenstein staring back at me

Stood upon the gleaming tiles,
I gaze into the mirror,
Dreaming of a pretty face,
I turn away in horror.

I lean in close to see the detail,
Of the hideousness that is me,
I stare from every angle,
But no beauty can I see.

Stood upon the gleaming tiles,
I gaze for an eternity,
Dreaming of a pretty face,
Frankenstein staring back at me.