In the mirror, a reflection stares
A face I hid, behind a masked care
Their words were razors, slicing through my soul
Like a knife in the dark, leaving scars that unfold
"I'm ugly", they said, and I believed the mark
Their critical strokes colored my worth in the dark
They painted me "too much" and "not enough"
A masterpiece of broken hopes, a work of self-doubt
I covered up, hid my face, and hid from the light
But they still found a new way to hurt me, day and night
"Fat", they said, and I felt the sting
So I hid my body, in baggy clothes, and suffered in silence
But still, they found fault, in my every move
A constant reminder, of the wounds I couldn't improve
I spoke my mind, with a voice so clear
But they shut me up, and brought me fear
Their words were poison, coursing through my veins
A toxic cocktail, that brought me endless pains
I searched for a cure, but it was hard to find
A remedy for the hurt, that was forever left behind
But now, I'm breaking free, from the picture they framed
Finding my own beauty, and a new name
I'm a work of art, in progress, and grace
A masterpiece of self-love, in a brand new place.
