Dear Girl in the Mirror,
You look back at me with cold dead eyes.
You reflect everything that I don’t want to see,
You watch at I fuss with my hair,
Apply layer after layer of makeup,
Putting on cloths that make me uncomfortable
All you please you.
You demand that I look perfect
You demand that I lose weight
You demand that I conform myself to standards
You demand that I loses myself.
Dear Girl in the mirror,
When I was younger you looked just like me
But now to are a stranger
Created by rules set forth by a society that wants all woman to look the same
I must shatter myself to please you