your inner monster

Look at me,
Even if you dont like what you see.
Isnt it clear enough?
Should you take another look?
Yeah, thats right.
It is you.
The real you, no masks.
Its whispering something you will never understand.
Im the mirror of your soul,
And the ugliness you see,
Is as ugly you are,
From the inside.
Where you cant sweat it out,
Have a diet,
Or even put on make up.
I may be the only one who knows the real you,
Im not sure,
You really accept it.
All i know is that you could try harder,
And you gave up,
'Till your inner side got as ugly as a war monster.