My Only Friend, The Mirror

As I get smaller,
My will power gets stronger.
To see, but to not want.
To resist, and be satisfied,
To be offered, and refusing,
Proud that you can say "no."

The people- they lie,
Because they say they are my friends.
Be happy for me,
I'm fixing myself.
Those who lie,
They can't be friend's of mine.

The others- all the others,
Each have different views.
To some, I'm beautiful,
To some, pathetic.
But I know that to most,
I'm still not good enough.

The only truth I know
Comes from my greatest enemies.
The mirror on the wall,
Showing me the verdict.
The scale in the bathroom,
Acting as the evidence.

Just a few more pounds,
Maybe then, I'll be good enough.
But until then,
I'll say "no thanks,"
And move along.

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The_Introspect_Ninja said...
Dec. 13, 2012 at 12:37 pm
I am continually impressed with your work. I again applaud you on your use of vivid descriptions. Amazing work.
jacqiebeth replied...
Dec. 14, 2012 at 7:06 am
Thank you! :D
navymarine98 said...
Dec. 13, 2012 at 10:39 am
This poem is the exact thing I thought for a while when I went through an ed. It was always, maybe a few more pounds, then perfection. Some thought I was beautiful. Becoming more beautiful. Some thought I was sick. I was. I sincerely hope that you are ok with who you are. No one needs their reflection screaming at them. It's unpleasant and I wish I could change that in everyone's mind. You are beautiful. I can tell just by your writing. There is no reason to put yourself through an ed.
jacqiebeth replied...
Dec. 14, 2012 at 7:05 am
Thank you so much for your feedback! I am so sorry- no one should ever go through am ED. I am fine actually, but recently I found out that my friend was anorexic, and it inspired me to write this poem. You are beautiful, too :D
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