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Unfiltered
She stared at herself in the mirror,
mesmerized by the reflection,
Not of herself, but of the concept.
How such a thin sheet of melted sand could so honestly show your features
Now, everything meant to show you - yourself, added a filter or effect
But, a mirror showed you in your truest form,
Your thick, unkempt eyebrows,
The light acne covering your face,
The dark rings surrounding your eyes,
Or your chin that’s only visible because of the shadows surrounding it
Your long, messy hair constantly falling into your face,
How when you try to tuck it back the weight pushes your ears forward
The way your tongue sticks through your teeth when you smile,
How you always seem to be blushing,
The way your collarbones define when you turn your head,
The way your eyes fade in and out of dark brown
Every feature that makes up your reflection shows who you are,
Not just on the outside, but on the inside too.
The amazing, fantastic, and ambitious person you are,
Yet, all you manage to see are the flaws and imperfections.

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I have a small mirror on the corner of my desk that I look at whenever I'm bored in classes. Like everyone, sometimes I feel great when I see myself but other times I feel horrible. The day I wrote this I was pointing out every flaw I could see and writing them down on a sticky note. When I looked back at the list later that day, there weren't any flaws on it, only the features that made me who I was. This small moment in my day made me realize how quickly your perspective could change. I wrote this to show that your flaws can be perceived as strengths and your strengths can be perceived as flaws.