Take no notice of the blood on the lip I bite
I just woke up this morning, I put on my insecurities Look at the mirror, Yes… There are… my sunken eyes, my big and ugly nose… and my lips out of proportion Bags underneath the eyes, noticeable lines of expression, greasy long hair Disordered teeth and a thin body without grace With the full skin of imperfections, Without eyes on me, a soul but between thousands I’m not special I notice it in my being In my reflect In the water I see in your eyes, you see me like no other But I can’t see me like myself anymore Please forgive me I’ve nothing but my ugly face My insecurities And my love please, take no notice of the blood on the lip I bite.