The Weight of Disgust

I wake to a world that feels too tight,

A skin I wear but don't fit right.

Stared too long at faces not mine,

Sighed, knowing im not the same design.

Fought the urge, the urge to compare,

But the net pulled me, trapped me there.

Sighed again in this carcked mirror's glare,

Reminded im still the same. i turn pale.

disgust sits heavy, too much to bear.

The weight of it all is killing me there