Insecurities
I am looking at the girl staring back at me
She’s too skinny
Why can’t I let it be
Maybe she’s shiny
She’s to tall
She’s stupid
She’s not pretty at all
Why do you gotta be so cruel
This person staring back at me is myself
I am looking in the mirror
I look on my shelf
I just need something to take this pain away
STOP!!! You can't think like that
The girl staring back at me is just right
Not to skinny not to fat
She is the perfect height
She’s smart
She’s not pretty at all
She’s gorgeous
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