Body image

(I had a try at writing a Reverso poem. please leave a comment with any advice/constructive criticism) I don't love myself. Don't try to tell me that I am good enough Because, when I really think about it, my rolls and fat disgust me. I can't believe that my body is fine. When I look in the mirror. My eyes don't work I won't lie to myself. I am just a body - Am I truly as ugly as I think?