Reflections
When i look in the mirror, i feel disgusted.
My chest tightens and i feel nauseous when i do.
I feel as if i look inhuman,
As if im an alien.
My long brown hair, my dark eyebags that i cant get rid of, my big thighs, and my ugly brown mole on my right cheek.
I’ve always thought it looked weird,
I’ve never been wrong either.
I probably do look weird.
This mirror that sits on this wall has seen every inch of me, made me feel so insecure.
The mirror glares back at me, a stranger in my own skin.
Ive been made fun of for years, not for a specific thing though.
Its always been because of different parts of my body.
I’ve always thought I looked different from my friends, ever since 3rd grade.
Every day,
I pinch my body. I feel all the excess weight, my skin feels rough as I glare into the mirror.
My breathing grows louder and louder as I realize,
Theres no changing my bones, no getting rid of that ugly mole.
I must live with it.