Imperfect Mirror

"look at the mirror!" she cries in the dark.

the tears bulldoze from her eyes scraping at her cheeks.

she points out all the flaws as the shadows tend to laugh and mock at her as they point out more and more flaws.

she falls to her knees. she falls asleep in fetal position on the floor whispering to herself, "why am i so ugly?"

she goes to school. they are all staring at her! she just knows they are!

she knows just what they are thinking...

"look at those thighs! look at her hair! look at those chins! her eyes are too far apart! her nose is huge! her breasts are mishapen! she is so fat! her freckles are so weird! her neck is too sausage like! her arms are too floppy! she is so ugly... what a disgrace..."

she runs to the bathroom to find solitude but there staring back at her is the mirror.

again the reflection laughs at her and frowns upon her.

all she ever thinks about is how ugly she is. every second of every day.

theres not a single thing she wont do to be like them.

she sits alone... she barely speaks... she is so out of place.

she sees the beautiful boy wrap his arms around the beautiful girls waist admiring her in the hallway and she tears up and thinks...

"Why can't I ever be as pretty and lucky as her... to actually have a guy to think im good enough...

no. no guy is ever going to want me. i need to change everything about myself. i want to be

beautiful too. im so hideous. so ugly." 

she goes home and hides in the corner in front of the mirror again.

she grabs the marker and circles all over her body and cries hard.

she whispers "never never... why was i born this way?"