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I Looked at the mirror, what did I see? I saw a figure with lots of imperfections saw my imperfections saw my flaws Constantly reminded of these flaws Constantly worried, anxiety flaring,depression loading
Yet, can't be stopped from constantly staring at the mirror Become depressed when the flaw trying to be camouflaged is being pointed out With ease
Hate being teased about it Anger can't be shown Covering it up with a big fake smile acting as though the words thrown like a burning spear targeted at my heart didn't hurt at all
Starts creating of how good it would have been if this or that was there instead of the one presently possessing Not satisfied Taking extreme measures just to cover up these imperfections
You are beautiful, you are beautiful just the way you are they say No don't comfort me with a lie For I don't see what you see Gradually, I see how my life is affected by this Gradually seeing how the voices whose location is unknown becomes my decline in strength A disorder that has no cure
BDD? Is like having an annoying voice whose location is unknown that keeps criticizing brutally Leaving no stone unturned Slowly moving from the denial to the acceptance stage like a child learning how to move from the crawling stage to the walking stage. Difficult right? Sure it is
Driving me crazy Need to be assured everything is okay but who am I kidding? In the human planet, judgment isn't a new thing anymore It isn't surprising anymore For how long would I be tied down by this mental disorder
