Scared of what ill find

When i wake up in a morning
I'm afraid of what ill find
i look in the mirror
and wish god hadn't been so unkind

getting a little bit closer
going out of my mind
looking at my imperfections
wishing i was blind

feeling sorry for myself
looking at me from behind
clenching my fists
scared of what I'll find

i wish god hadn't been so unkind