Myself ? And I..

I stood tall infront of my mirror. My reflection is me, in lacey red underwear.. Do I wish to be appealing? I feel rather rebellious today — As my paranoid thoughts begin to stir, I'm left stripping my mind of all its layers Until I'm "nude" to my reflection.. Accepting myself, flawed and all.. Only for the voices in my head to exclaim "You jinx, you're nothing exiciting.." Where the darkness bared the shadows, Circles and bags under my eyes.. Am I truly ugly inside and out? Or am I simply perfect? I'd like to assume that I'm human, But just for a moment I'm nude.. Tonight, I'll drown on my bathroom floor. With no lines to cross. Spiraling with humilation. Violated I was.. When the color red was silky and rich Entered my nightmares.. And all my passions were stripped from me Now, I'm peeling my skin off The layers of my imperfect story of life Violated my pallette of creatitivy.