You see your body and instead of seeing those glorious eyes you see those horrible thighs.
You see your body and instead of seeing your pretty smile, you see the starvation you've had for a while.
You see your body and instead of seeing your beautiful face you see a something horrible, you'd like to erase.
You see your body and instead of seeing your unique taste, you see red knees and puke all over the place.
You see your body and instead of seeing your creative soul, you see a heart with so many holes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'you see a heart with so many holes' - poignancy quite vividly expressed in these few words.