I'm on a bottle of anti-depression
Have a couple of people 
That is crashing on me
I look in a mirror but I only see ugly
So why do they want me?

I spent almost a whole year 
Reflecting on my bad Behavior
Trying to apologize for it 
Pushing people out 
I can't even do that right

I hate that people ask to see my face more
If you saw it, it would only call it ugly
So why show it to them
When I rather just be handsome and their minds

My depression is back
So I'll probably just write 
Some stupid poems 
That person will not like