December 12, 2010
I look in the mirror and what do I see?
A lonely girl fighting with defeat
I look at my face and my so imperfect smile
I want to sit and stay awhile
But, I know if I do, I’ll keep getting angry
The longer I look, the more I want to change me
I look at myself until I believe I’m beautiful
But, the second I turn around, none of it is meaningful
Why should it matter if my face is clear as water?
Why should I base my whole day on the matter?
I turn half way and face the side
I suck in my stomach and try to hide
I let my eyes fall down to my legs
I never knew I could feel such hate
No person should have to feel this fear
No person should fear looking in the mirror
Telling myself I look good just isn’t cutting it,
But tearing myself down is getting nothing accomplished

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