When I look in the mirror, I see what I want to see. A girl not good enough in the eyes of society, in her own eyes, in the eyes of her father.
When I look in the mirror, I see imperfections. A girl full of fear, anger, hatred, and insecurities hidden under a layer of false authenticity.
When I look in the mirror, I see a big me. A girl with baby fat, love handles, stretch marks, and excess fat.
When I look in the mirror, I am dissatisfied with what I see. A girl who can be so much skinner and prettier than she already is.
When I look in the mirror, I see control. A girl who can eat what she wants, throw up what she doesn't, and exercise until she's exhausted.
When I look in the mirror, I see ugliness. A girl who can wear more make-up and wear more stylish clothes to not look so much like a boy.
When I look in the mirror, I see what I hate. A girl in need of every kind of change in her life, yet overwhelmed by it.
When I look in the mirror, I want to scream. I'm tried of looking in the mirror and seeing everything but beauty.
When I look in the mirror, I am blind to what is really there.
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