Shattered Views
The more I stare at him,
the more I notice
He’s too short
His jaw is so far back
His teeth are really crowded
His face is chubby
His arms are scrawny
He’s fat
He dresses weird
He’s just ugly
Just looking at him angers me
I wish I could punch him
But I remembered if I did that…
the mirror would shatter
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