Looking in the mirror Wishing everything would disappear Everything I hate But there is no changing fate I hate the way I look I can't find the answer why in a text book People say beauty is skin deep But I look like a fat sheep There is nothing good to look at I guess I should except that The smile that I saw in the mirror on my face Has now disappeared without a trace Society has big expectations For you to meet their "skinny" regulations You have to look at certain way For you to be able to stay As long as you look good on the outside No one cares what is going on in the inside When I look in the mirror there is so much I hate But there is still no changing fate All I know is that I don't like what I see Wish I could be another and better version of me