Insecure

Don't call it vanity

it was insanity

that had me looking in the mirror

to see what they would see.

There was a lack of admiration

done with no appreciation

for a face that always seemed

to be staring back at me.

It was never self obsession

just obsession with perfection

of which, not to mention,

never would come to be.

I would cover up the parts of me

that I didn't want to see

cause no one was there telling me

that I was looking at beauty.