Bones of Reflection

This is just a poem about people and the emotions they feel when uncomfortable in their skin. Its not real detailed, but you can still see some interesting metaphores

My reflection shatters 

As the raindrops fall

From the clouds disguised as eyes.

The glassy blur 

Is foggy

The sharp lines of a figure melt together.

What I see is not the same

Everyday something changes

Something worse.

Perfection is unrealistic

In this shadow

In my mirror.

The wish to be invisible 

Always lingers

Never can I disappear.

I have no disease

Nor am I alone

I wish, I wish 

I could be confident in my bones.