You look discusted by what you see
But remember what your staring at is me
Your face turns red with shame
But inside you know you aren't to blame
Why do I run and hide?
And why do hide by your side?
You push with all of your force
To make this life take its course
I stand before the mirror, in my bra
To look for the smallest, slightest flaw
To make my life seen out of luck
To make it seen like it does suck
Soon I do believe it
I guess I did achieve it
To make my life full of pain
I look at myself with such disdain
From the outside, mirrored in
I wonder how this shameful journey did begin
Looking for something to look down on in my life
To give me a good reason to pick up a knife
I'm full of self pity
Trying to make my life look shitty
I think about it a lot
But maybe it's not
