Damaged goods

Where would I go, where would I find you,
When I look around, I find pure happy souls,
When I see inside them,
I see my reflection.
ugly, monstrous face, scars of past,
the heart was torn out, hanging outside of my chest,
eyes showing many worlds of destructions,
I look like a dream, a devil’s dream,
dream to be eventually me,
me,
damaged goods.