Roses are red violets are blue when i look in the mirror i wish i look like you

i stare in the mirror for about an hour and a half i hate the view

i stare and start thinking of you

wishing i was just like you

my body makes me sick

and my face makes me cry

i pick my self apart 

like picking petals off a flower

i pick at the petals which are supposed to be beautiful

but why arent my petals beautiful? 

each petal is like a new insecurity

my face

my stomach

my nose

why are do all those make me look so gross?