I looked in the mirror at my disgusting self

I never quite liked myself, after all, why would I?

I've never been the prettiest, skinniest or smartest

My smile has always been crooked and my eyes not so bright

After a while, I turn the light off and walk away

Walking back to my room ignoring the smell of dinner

I don't need the food, the less I eat the skinner

Walking back into my room I debate with myself

All about if I should still be alive

The fight was never easy and still comes back to play

Every night I pray for the strength to fight the darkness

That is the one great thing that came from my fear

The fear of not being good enough was consuming

However, the love of God was blooming inside me

Now when the darkness comes I know what to do

With the Lord, I am free and loved no matter what

I don't have to be pretty, skinny or smart

I just have to be me