When we look in the mirror we are never satisfied,

We see plenty of things that we try to hide.


Others see you differently but what do they know,

For you are the one who has to live with this tomorrow.


There are so many things you want to change,

When you see yourself you think you look strange.


From the bulge around the stomach that we call fat,

And the bags under your eyes can you beleive that?


Or maybe my breast are not big enough,

Or maybe I have too damn much.


My stomach nots flat and so damn what,

But starving yourself is quiet damn tough.


Maybe I believe my face so ugly,

But my face is beautiful for the world to see.


We are all made in his perfect image,

So why try to fix and complain about every freakin' blemish?


We should be happy we are made to have eyes to see,

Because there are others that are not so blessed as you and me.


Again you awake and look in the mirror to see,

That you are the same person you were meant to be.