Dry it up!
Dry it up!
Dry it up!
Damn God
Curse his name
For making me look
How I do today.
The perfection
Is all they want
No flaws are
Okay.
I'm ragweed
IN a field of roses
Wilting more and more
Every day.
Can't look anyone in the face
Nothing but a total disgrace
No one likes you for the way you are
My reflection, I'm starting to hate.
Damn my
Unsightly body
Why can't I erase
And find a new me to trace
Can't bear this any longer
Cringe to face the mirror
Tears aren't gonna make it better
It's not at all fair.
Can't look anyone in the face
Nothing but a total disgrace
No one likes you for the way you are
My reflection, I'm starting to hate.
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