Reflection in the mirror

Looking into the mirror,
I see ugliness looking back at me.
flawed and imperfect,
Just what I don’t want do be.

The curves and lines make me,
My very most enemy.
A reflection that taunts me,
It reflects my awful identity.

The voice in my head is loud and clear,
I’m not good enough no matter my weight.
The voice shouts at my flaws,
It’s my body in the mirror that I hate.

I feel broken and alone,
As if nobody could understand.
But I want to break free,
But I feel like my image is damned.

Embracing my beauty is so hard,
Trying to learn how to love myself.
Seems like an impossible mission,
It requires accepting oneself.

I’m not sure I’m ready to do that,
Or if I will ever be.
But I have to keep trying,
If I ever want to be free.

Kelly