the mirror

The imagine in the mirror 

Is not that clear 

I don’t recognize the girl that looks back 

Maybe I should cut her slack 

Her face is filled with emptiness 

All I see is her ugliness 

The deadness in her eyes 

The slices on her thighs 

Her smile is wide 

To hide the fact she cried 

The strongest women I know 

She knows how to take a blow 

But yet I can’t love her 

We’re just a blur 

Probably for the resentment I hold 

Because she should’ve told 

My face is blurred 

The trauma uncured 

I can’t stand my body 

Because of my mommy 

I hate looking in the mirror 

For its never clear 

I wish I could say 

Ill love myself some day