Work Text:
Face so hideous
It’s insidious
Body keeps growing
The fat is showing
Never had romantic connection
My social skills are prone to dissection
Medusa wouldn’t look at me
My name is like a bitter tea
I look like a disfigured rat
My self-image is a brat
I try to love myself
Store my love on a dusty shelf
I’m too scared to show my face
I lose every beauty race
Mirrors crack at the sight
I’m not a desirable height
I’m gay and ugly
A horrible thing to be
A poor combo for me
My looks cannot be for he