in the mirror
despaired eyes stare
and all i see
is flesh to spare

self loathing seeps
i beg skin to melt
yet words barely convey
the hate i've felt

towards myself
a body that doesn't feel mine
how deeply i desire
a different youthful time

children aren't born
to despise their own shell
but with others judgements
i eventually fell

and the ache that remains
brings a hole to my chest
for i don't know when
these feelings will rest