Twisted and Pathetic!

I look in the mirror and
she's staring back at me
A girl I don't recognize
and no body sees.

She's fat and she's ugly
with pimples galore
I'm a teenage so,
wait, there's more.

I punch the mirror
for her to disappear
With glass and blood,
my knuckles are smeared.

From the shards,
she looks up at me
A grim little smile
is all I see

As the tears
pour down my face
she whispers
"I rest my case".