Anti-Beautiful.

I look in the mirror and what do I see?
The reflection of the anti-beautiful me.

Once I was so pretty,
No acne on my face,
My hair was so long,
And it always stayed in place.

I look in the mirror and what do I see?
The reflection of the anti-beautiful me.

Once I was so pretty,
My boobs were a smaller size,
Now that they are D's,
Guys think they're my eyes.

I look in the mirror and what do I see?
The reflection of the anti-beautiful me.

Once I was so pretty,
My stomach used to be flat,
My thighs weren't so big,
And I didn't have much flab.

I look in the mirror and what do I see?
The reflection of the anti-beautiful me.

Okay, so let's face it.
I was never that pretty anyway.
My feet are kinda small
And I've never been real tall.

I don't look like my age,
I was an average student in school,
I was never the "popular" one,
And I don't shop at the places
That are considered cool.

I look in the miror and what do I see?
The anti-beautiful me staring back at me. . .