Me.......

I look in the mirror and sigh,

I have so many flaws, I might even cry.

Bushy hair and no dimples,

Huh, just a lot of pimples.

Sunken eyes, chapped lips,

And an expression that says 'I ate a lot of turnips'

Jeans and a simple shirt,

Sorry, I look like a witch in a skirt.

Every time I try to craft something with paper,

I fail and end up cursing myself for not being better.

I always make the mistake of comparing myself with others,

And end up writing poems like these, because my heart still suffers.