Hating Myself Too

I feel like a nasty, thrown together mold of flesh,
Because when I look into a mirror, I only see a fat mess.
How could anyone ever have loved looking at me,
Because an insane, rotten bitch is all I see.

I deserve nothing, it was all my fault.
I turned those beautiful eyes against me,, and threw away it all.
Like one glance at me, and all you see is a sore.
You think I'm putrid and ugly now, like some kind of whore.

It deteriorates me right from my insides,
And you wouldn't know of all the times I cried.
But how pathetic; you think I'm ugly, don't you?
I knew eventually the thought of me naked would disgust you...