Sick

Hot reflection cold and still
The Barbie doll looks pale and ill
Sad hatred loving every vein
Magazine models of pain

Nothing left to lose but me
Can’t trust the monster that I see
All I’m destined to create
This reflection swelling with hate

You ask, tearful, to stop this game
Every move, I’m sagging with shame
Losing no matter what I do
I can’t love me, even for you

Attention seeker, they call me
They don’t see all I could be
Shattered, sad in my reflection
Hungering for my attention

Stomach heaves with a thousand sins
Finish what I didn’t begin
These scars worse than any bruise
They told me I’d nothing to lose

Please, I need to face quietly
I can’t know that you love me
Soon you’ll be free of my distress
Free of the girl who grew less and less