As humans,
We look At ourselves the worst.
We are never truly satisfied with
Who we are and what we may be.
The thing we want to be,
We never are.
The things we are,
We don't want to be.
We grow up in a society,
We're broken souls.
I'm not as great as I seem,
I'm moody and I yell at my family.
My friend hates herself,
And her thoughts are so incorrect.
She isn't as bad as she thinks,
She is simply amazing.
In society we are taught that
It's more normal to look at yourself
Through a broken mirror.
Than to see yourself as okay,
Or you might be called conceited.
But if you hate yourself,
You are called attention seeking.
Us, we, you, me, humans, society,
It's all words that describe us.
A broken mirror,
Of ugly thoughts.
