Why do you look at me with such disgust?

Why am I not good enough for you?

Why do you beat me down with every glance you give me?

Do you see me in here?

Ok, ok, once again, Ill look away first. Ill believe your ugly insinuations.

Then if you dont mind, Id like to melt into my life and close the curtain on you for awhile.

I know youll be back soon with your judgmental gaze and your sickened haze. But for now, for this brief moment may I get some peace from your cruelty?

May I swim in my goodness? May I have a gentle afternoon with out you in my ear?

May I please enjoy myself? May I please like myself? May I please rid myself of you?

Its hard to tell you to go away. Its hard to not listen to your persistent conclusions. Its hard not to see you lurking around every corner, in every shop window, in every distorted likeness. I want to tell you to go to hell, but I wont. I want to actually wrap my hands around your neck and squeeze as hard as I can, but I cant. Its ridiculous to think I can just turn you off, away, down, or around.

Its hard to make you disappear when you are my own reflection.