You're so pretty
They're mean because you're different
You're loved
People care.
All lovely sentiments
That mean absolutely nothing
To a corpse like me
A pig like me
A waste of our ever-lessening air
To someone who was such a monumental fuck-up
They can't even kill themselves right
Because to me
No matter what's said to me
Or who tells me it
I will always be
What the mirror shows me
A cracked image of what once was
A hopeful little girl
