I stare at my reflection in the mirror
Not happy with who I am
Or who I have become
Not satisfied with how I look
Analysing my every imperfection and flaw
Losing myself,
Losing my self worth
Losing my self-confidence in the process
How did I get to this point?
Where I starve myself to fit in
Where food is my enemy
Eating is my opposition
And fat is my rival
How complicated life has become
Because of the misconception of beauty
Yesterday, A Mirror
.
I wanted to check
to see if I was still there.
At first, not having
been to a mirror
in a while, I was
surprised to find
astonished beauty
looking back.
.
:D