Self

I think I’m ugly,
I think I’m bad.
I think I’m stupid,
I think I’m fat.

Why would I think that way?
Do I really think that I am bad?

Do you ever standing in front of your mirror,
And look at yourself?
What do you think about the figure,
That standing in front of you?
That staring at you?

I can think I’m bad.
I can think I’m fat.
I can think I’m stupid.
I can think I’m ugly.

But I know,
One day one person will say the opposite thing about me.

I can just ignore them,
Who mock me.
Who says things about me.

One day, they would be sorry.