Body’s Betrayal
My eyes betray,
Though I don’t understand why.
The reflection in the mirror shows
A version of me I loathe.
Is my waist really that wide?
My face, is it really that mundane?
Nose, are you really that large?
Scars on my skin, are they truly there?
Is this really me?
Am I really this vile-looking?
Why is it that I look different
Each day?
Last week I looked better—
Maybe it was because I ate less.
Today I feel…utter hideous.
Is this how people view me?
How—
How could I have believed one could
Love me?
O why do I look different everyday?
Why cant I just love myself?
Rather, I believe the betrayal of thine eyes…
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