from top to bottom

whisper among each other

are they talking about me?

i looked at the shop's glass

i saw my reflection

i thought i was fine

but is it really obvious?

it reminds me of my past

it still hurts me

i remember their name

i don't think they apologized sincerely

i don't trust my guts

i hate how i look 

i tried to be different

now my family keeps pointing it out too

i am very off guard of how they treated me

"don't think too much about it"

"why do you care so much about it?"

BECAUSE I WANT TO SURVIVE AND BE LOVED TOO