Self-Deprecating

My mirror responds to my reflection
-a mixed signal response-
Disgust scowls at me…
At my increasing body weight
Rolls her eyes and gags
Stares at the mountain of my nose
Fear holds me tight- my only savior-
He holds me back from doing what I want most
He places tears in my eyes so I can’t see
Disgust laughs in the background.
When I wash my face- hoping for beauty-
“You can’t wash away fat and ugly!”
Fear scowls and puts more tears in my eyes.
I live by fear and disgust…
That’s the most self-deprecating thing about me.