By little and little, I slowly die away 

I spoke much about the ugliness of this World.

However, I have always been told to look into the mirror, although I’m uglier than this World.

I had to carry such insolence all through the end of the day and yet my biggest enemy is the mirror, like an ugly duckling I concealed my ugliness with my wings, afraid to fly away because in every part of this ugly world, I remain the ugliest.