I made myself a picture
As pretty as can be
I looked at it in the morning
Feeling blue, you see
I made myself a picture
As perfect as could be
I looked at it to make myself so happy
I made myself a picture
A reflection of my misery
Looking up and down
My picture wasn't helpful, it often made me unhappy
I made myself a picture, it wasn't meant to hurt
Little did I know that picture changed my entire worth
Looking at my picture, I put it down
I looked into the mirror and I started to frown
My picture wasn't pleasant, I started breaking down
Looking at my picture, then my skin
I saw my body was a sin
Filled with marks, cuts and burns
My picture only made me hurt
I made myself a picture
Not to help me
Only to feed my tragedy
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