I'm disgusting.
I gaze into the mirror, With eyes that I despise. Different, misshapen, There is no disguise. I gaze at a battered skull, Bumpy with quirks. Houses a brain That rarely works. I gaze at my face, Puffy, obese. Tear- stained cheeks - No emotional release. I gaze at my skin, Flaky, red and sore. Patches all over my face - I can't take it anymore. I gaze upon my breasts, Huge saggy lumps. Breaking my back, They're ugly bumps. I gaze upon my stomach, Hanging swollen and large. Wobbles with aftershock, The size of a barge. I gaze upon my thighs, Voluptuous and dimpled. Concealing a pussy That just won't be simple. I gaze upon these feet, Nails so rotten. Skin so dry Neglected and forgotten. I gaze upon the reflection, And scream inside my head. I hate EVERYTHING about me. I wish I was dead.
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