Look into the image
A blurry picture you stare
The reflection is bare
As you break the glass
And watch your face scatter
How you wish to be battered
The one I see is to ugly for me
The image I want to see is to be perfect beyond thee
The horror overcome my body
As I pretend to be somebody
The image to prepare
Is not clearly to see there
The vision of a perfect body
The time of beauty is beyond me
Why can�t you just see this image of this hateful pair?
Why can�t you just see me there?
The broken mirror
Like my broken soul
As I can see you getting inferior
For I hate this exterior
I just want to pick up the glass and cut of this mask