Dear Mirror
Dear Mirror,
I look at you and see a distorted figure.
It seems to me that I just get bigger and bigger.
My mind is always thinking
about how my body should be shrinking.
I eat one meal a day,
yet the fat never seems to stay away.
People around me lie
by telling me I am going to die.
"You are too skinny," they all say.
They don't know how much I truly weigh
The numbers on the scale are misleading.
They tell me that my body is depleting.
Dear Mirror, I don't mean to stare.
I just wish you would show me what is truly there.
One day I hope I will be able to see
without you altering me.
Sincerely,
A girl that wants to see clearly
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