As I look into the mirror, what on earth do I see?
I see an ugly woman staring back at me?
All the time, people sit there and tell me I’m cute
But on the inside, towards myself I feel hateful, and confused
I want to be happy, happy with myself
I’ve tried everything, I even saw a therapist for help
Nobody could help me; they told me that I had to do it myself
Then they told me, that I needed to build my self-wealth
Why build self-wealth when I don’t even have self worth
I feel like God made me from the dirtiest grain of dirt
My stomach’s too big, and my face is too round
But nobody knows; because I wear a fake upside down frown
At school I smile and lie
But behind closed doors, I hate, and then I cry
I cry tears of hurt, anger, frustration, and confusion
I always think to myself why is it this life I’m using?
I’ve always tried to change
But the weight I still gained
Another 10 pounds, 20, opps now I’m up to 30
I hate looking in the mirror, I always feel dirty
I always wondered why I don’t believe in myself
I wonder why I could never get help
Is it me?....is it them?
How come I just can’t be SLIM
I know that I shouldn’t be so hard on myself
And that I should gain a lot of self-wealth
But first I need to start from within
But all I need is one truer friend
To help motivate me along the way
To take each step with me day by day
But now my thoughts are put to rest
As I try so hard to look my best….