RORRIM
Why do you torment me so?
I try to appease you with elaborate paintings and decorations, and
Hide your imperfections,
Just to make you smile at me.
But all you do is stare and judgment for all I am,
All my scars, all my blemishes, all my insecurities.
You pour hate and negativity upon me, regardless of my desire to love you.
S.O.S. I'm drowning in my own Reflection.