July 14, 2010
By Anonymous

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.
You say I'm fat! You say I'm ugly!
I believe you because... I am you.
You are me.

The author's comments:
I just happened to be looking in the mirror one day and started pointing out flaws in myself. I was inspired to write this because I realize a lot of girls go through this. They can be told countless times how beautiful and amazing they look, but when they go to the mirror they see no beauty. They see a fat, ugly girl. And it's themselves telling them that. No one else. They are doing it to thereselves. And it's sad.

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