In The Mirror
I look in the mirror,
And want to cry,
All I can do,
Is ask myself why.
Why am I ugly,
Why am I fat,
Why cant I stop eating,
Why cant I be like that.
Be that girl,
That isnt scared,
To show off their body,
Or of being compaired.
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