Reflection

By , Arlington, TX
I look at you, you stare back at me.
You lie to me. Every time I look at you, you lie.
I know it's not true, but I still find myself hanging on to every word.
You tell me I'm fat, so I don't eat.
I starve, but only to please you.
I never do, though.
To you, I'll always be fat.
You say I'm ugly.
I cake on make-up to be beautiful, for you.
I never am, though.

No one else agrees with you.
To them, I'm skinny and pretty.
No!
You say I'm fat! You say I'm ugly!
I believe you because... I am you.
You are me.





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