Mirrors never lie
You want to know why I have no mirrors? Because each time I look into one, I see the girl I don't want to be, The one who has folds where a flat stomach should be, The one who has a double chin instead of a straight jawline, The one who has thick thighs with no thigh gap, The one with disproportionate calves, The one with arms that droop where hard muscle should be, Sometimes I try to make her smile back at me, But when she tries to smile back, Her cheeks pull the smile back down, So eventually she turns away, Each time I look in the mirror, She stares back at me sorrowfully, Begging me to help her, Begging me to set her free. You want to know why I sit in the bathroom and cry? Because I'm too ashamed to let anyone see my tears, I feel guilty for I have so many things I should be thankful for, But I seem to lack the one thing everyone demands of me, "Why aren't you as slim as your sister?" "Shouldn't you be wa