why can't I just cover all the mirrors?

physical

Why can't I just cover all the mirrors?
They cause me so many problems
Yet I will never allow another to see my hidden tears that only come out to play when they're mixed with my fears.

I know that the way I feel and think doesn't make sense
It's as if all my logical thoughts are blocked away with an emotional fence

Were your shoulders always so broad?
Do you always look like that?
I never noticed my face was so fat.

So why can't I just cover all the mirrors?
I wouldn't have to see my flaws
Shit maybe I'd be happy
Or maybe it's this world that's so crappy and it's the world that makes me think

Why does so much of your fat go to your stomach and not your ass?
Look at her! Isn't she beautiful because her fat goes to her ass and her stomach is flat?!
Shit, everybody must think she's got class.

But just wait, it's not like this all the time.
Once in a blue moon
A thought comes around saying "Hey you, stop worrying, you're fine"

And they'll stay for awhile and honestly everything's great.
You'll be proud of what you see and not think of what you ate.
And all is tranquil

Until you take a good look at your face