BODY DYSMORPHIA

I saw myself in the mirror and I almost cried Now the past can't haunt me, often times I still see him staring back But he's too distorted to recognize Or maybe it's just I'm going blind I'll be fine, just need some distance I'll take a drive, or maybe not because I might crash Overthinking, I thought I was far away from that I guess I'm not, call me out so I can feel embarrassed In my room and write and think about it Two years later in a random moment and I'll hate myself Once again, it's okay because I'm used to it by now Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh