The Mirror.

Just how I feel.

Stare into the mirror,
All I see is horror.
I don’t approve,
With the shape my body was given.
I try so hard to be slim,
But the results I get are unsatisfying.
I spend whole nights,
Crying over myself.
What I was given.
Why can’t I be like other girls?
Beautiful.
Pretty.
Gorgeous.
Why can’t I be perfect?

Reviews

[MoriartyMesa]

Love the wording, I think that this should be a personal inspiration https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pIOOwhmkoLo , cause you are shuffling, love the wording

[Everson Taveras]

Because there is no thing as perfect; only the fantasy of it, only the mere idea of it still has enough power to make us believe it with the realms of our possibility. Exceptional write. Thank you for sharing

[Jane Doe]

Sammeeee :(
But on the brightside there is someone who likes you HOW EEVERRR YOU ARE:) no matter what

Xoxoxoxxoxo
~abbie/twin
100/100

[Brenden Taylor]

It's been thought that once we have seen ourselves in a mirror, we immediately compare and contrast our view of ourself and our perception of how others view us. And this creates a feeling within us that we either like or dislike.

Here in this poem, you tap into that shared feeling, and as you stated, you dislike it. Hopefully something can happen in your life that won't cause this dissatifaction; because it's so relieving to be able to be content about what you see in the mirror. Please note that I didn't say "happy," but "content."

But enough psycho-mumbo-jumbo. I love the free verse nature of the piece, and I love the emotional package you stuff into the last five lines.

[ThoughtsOfANemoFish]

*Beautiful! It's so real, and so genuine, I love it;)

[ThoughtsOfANemoFish]

Beautiful