Me, Myself, and Everybody Else

Twisted Reflection

I look in the mirror

My reflection wavers

Ripples

Like water in a rainstorm

I see fragmented pieces

All me, yet also

Someone else

Pieces that I love

Parts I wish would just

Fly away

And then there are

The fragments I should love

The parts of me that are perfect

The way they are

But that don’t fit

With the world’s view

How am I to tell the difference

Between what is healthy

And what is unnatural

If everywhere I look

All I can see is the

Unreal

Unattainable

World of desire