Body image

Looking in the mirror I feel I failed,
All the ridges are flat, the curves too sharp,
Just wanna hide but that ships sailed,
Feel like everyone’s comments leave a mark.

I try to move on from the hate I feel inside,
I see myself and I wanna cry,
The pain is so deep, ‘I’m fine’ I say, yeah so what? I lied.
Telling them I love life…I’d rather die.