I dread waking up and looking in the mirror
Because I see those eyes looking back at me.
The ones of my worst enemy.
She stares me down and finds the flaws in everything I do.
She gets into my head and tells me everything she sees wrong.
She tells me I'm worthless.
She tells me I'm a lost hope, and there's no help for who I have become.
The worst part of it all?
I believe her.
