Retaliation to the Family Who Judges

You say nice things to me
And tell my it isn't a lie.
But I could never believe you
No matter how hard I try.

You comment on
How beautifully red is my hair
Who cares what the color is?
It has snarls and knots from sitting there.

You tell my my body's perfect,
That it is thin and such like that.
I wonder who it is you see
Because I am nothing but fat.

You say my eyes are lively,
A unique shade of blue-ish gray.
I must say I disagree,
Emptiness is all they portray.

My hands are astonishing,
So soft and smooth you say.
But that is no comfort for
The tears they catch every day.

My skin is so pale, you comment,
It looks porcelain white.
The red blood stands out nicely,
I think to myself, that drips down every night.

Everything you think about me
I always find a wrong.
It is obvious. Haven't you noticed?
In this family I do not belong.

*vote/comment and I'll return the favor*