standing there 

in front of my mirror

asking myself if I’m good enough

I don’t know why

when I see my body

all I want to do is –


I keep making the same mistakes 

I feel only pain and regret

I’ve pushed myself too far

and now I’m falling down

and all I do is –


my body’s shaking

my cheeks are wet

my hair is falling out

and I regret.

I regret.

so I cry 

one more time…

What are you looking for?