I look in the mirror,
What do I see,
The ugly, fat me.
All the insults,
Stuck in my head,
My heart cracking as they were said.
Finally home,
I grabbed my only friend,
But later my wrists I had to tend.
The next day came quickly,
And by the time it was done,
I was ready to grab a gun.
There I stood in front of the mirror,
But now the only thing you could see,
Was the ugly, fat, dead me.
