.:Roller Coaster:.

Flaws

You look in the mirror, all you see is flaws. Flaws and more flaws spotted everywhere. Your Flaws are haunting you, it's a monster, torturing you in cruel ways, and most of all...destroying every last bit of you

You need to cover it up. You need to hide your flaws and insecurities. You need to be perfect, they say. You need to be better. You need to be good enough for this society we live in. You need to run away from your  flaws. Go away, Oh go away.

Stop, you're stressing out. You're going to get a break out from stress. No pressure, at all of course. They say. Stop, you're going to start eating more or less from stress, get more fat or more skinny. Stop, you're stressing out the people around you by stressing out. They're going to leave you, the voices say.

You need to be like the popular people at school. You need to be perfect in every way, so you can live in no fear for judgement. You need to hide your feelings, pretend that everything is okay, so no one thinks of you differently. You need to be someone else that you aren't to fit in with the crowds of people.

You need perfect skin, perfect hair, a perfect body, perfect everything to be noticed and not be left in the shadows of the unknown.

You need to be in tons of relationships, you need to be rich, you need to be sporty, you need to be the best, you need to the one picked first..not last. You need to have tons of friends, not lonely. You need to be fearless, and every thing above that. You need to do drugs and be at parties to be cool. You need to be perfect at sports, at make up, school, everything. You need to have the stylish clothes and accessories. You need to be mean to others, push them away, to keep your repation.

Oh, voices please stop. Oh, please society please change. You're pulling yourself into a deep hole of depression, ripping confidence and self esteem off of you...oh just stop.

The other part of you, tugs at you, telling you to smile, telling you to be who you are, telling you nobody's perfect, everyone has flaws and insecurities. But that doesn't fill in the crack of your happiness, does it?...you're still at the edge of crying and ripping yourself a part more, still staring in the mirror, the voices are still controlling you, still making you change, still making self that grows and grows each day, still making it a struggle to get up in the morning, still making it a struggle to appear in public, and still struggling to look in the mirror to say that you're worth it and good enough for this world.

Are you happy now, voices?
A tear escapes from your eyes, you're melting into a puddle which leads to a whirl pool of negativety.
Maybe the voices are just coming from the mirror or the social media. It's just you and your enemy, against each other. Are you going to let the voices win? Or are you going to let your happiness shine once again?