Why when I look in the mirror,
I hate what I see?
Not just the physical image
That's a mask I put on
But also what's behind the mask
The real me
Or at least, what I think is the real me.
Why can't I see something better than I do
Someone better
Why can't I see someone worth something
I see it in other people
I see possibilities
I see potential
I see a future
For myself I see only despair
Only hardship
Only unhappiness
I'm not bothered by it too much
I've actually come to accept it
This doesn't mean that I have to be happy about it
Or even that I should be ok with it
I just don't have the energy to do anything about it
Except for one final scene...
