I look through the shame
who am I to blame-
my world is crumbling down
I am trying to turn it all around.
I see how I am percieved,
and I begin to believe-
how my stomach folds into one,
the struggle has just begun.
Misguided reflections-
may be just a big misconception,
a vision of lies I conceal
prevent me to heal.
My loved ones struggle with disgust
I now know I must-
find my inner strength
and know that the length-
of my healing conception
is merely my own reflection.