Monster

Blindsided by the ugly truth she stares in the mirror
She's awakened by the illusion that glares at her in horror
Another year has gone by and her time is fading
All this time, it was her who has been faithfully waiting
Waiting for another chance at the things she loves the most
Whispering into that coffee can with excitement to boast
She pierces into the mirror and squints to really see her loss
Or what is it that everyone else has to come across
A newly constructed woman as if from a book
And time after time that knife has rearranged her look
From sad to happy and wrinkle to none
But in the end there are things that cant be changed by anyone
A nip tuck here and a lift there
Pulling your skin up like a broken pair of underwear
Be happy with what you were given to share
Deflate your bags and hold that head up high if you dare
Show the world the new and improved you that's torn
And possesses an inner beauty you were given, way back when you were born