I look into the mirror and what do I see?
I see a face, unlike me.
I see a face, so unhappy.
I see a face, that isn't me.
This doesn't seem right, it's not who I am.
I don't like what I see, and I'm not a fan.
Imperfection that is, is all I see.
When I look into the mirror, I don't see me.
I see a face that's mad.
I see a face that's sad.
I only see the things, that are bad.
The person staring back at me, isn't me at all.
All I see, is someone beginning to fall.
It's a scary thing, what I think my heart.
I don't like at all of what I see, right from the start.