Today is Monday.
I look at myself in the mirror
I look skinny
I smile to myself
I put on a cute outfit
and go about my day.
Today is Tuesday.
I look at myself once again in the mirror
I look fat.
Why do I look so fat?
I pull and tug at my skin
hoping to somehow make it go away
It doesn't.
I frown to myself
throwing on a sweatshirt
so that the marks are hidden,
from my clawing at my skin,
and leave to go about my day.
