You're ugly, you're fat
You're good for nothing
Eew, look at that blemished skin
They had made her believe
That she doesn't deserve to live
Her worst enemy was the mirror
Looking at her own reflection was horror
Why is everything in this world defined?
Why can't stretch marks be glorified?
There were thousand questions to ask
But she chose to wear a mask
Little did she know
That she was hotter than a volcano
May one day,
Despite the society laws
She embraces her flaws
It will fill her with ecstasy
Cause the mirror only shows what we want to see.