The Mirror

The Mirror Looking in the mirror and what do I see? A girl with a pretty face, but an ugly body This girl is fat with ugly thighs She has no self-esteem so she often cries Her face is swollen from tears she cannot see Who would love her when she feels so ugly? All her life she dreams of being a size two But what she doesn’t realize is what she can really do Media expresses to her how she needs to look But before she could think she was already hooked At age seventeen she was already concerned Skipping two meals a day and the calories she was willing to burn The voice inside her head hopelessly screams Can someone please help me? She often dreams Insupportable thoughts run through her head Do I really want to be here? Or would I rather be dead? An eating disorder is like a boat The more she rows the more she floats When the boat hits some rapids it’s hard to turn back And in a snap her life went out of whack Spiraling down like an unwinding rope Pretty soon she will lose all hope The growl from her stomach reminds her what she needs to do And in that instant she already knew Looking in the mirror stood an image she didn’t want to be Why is appearance the only thing that could make her happy? If life was all about how people looked Then why are so many others not already hooked? There is more to life than the image in the mirror All she has to do is step back and see The true person she is called to be