Looking into you,
I have no choice but to believe the lies you tell me.
The world tells me, I am ugly because I do not meet its standards.
I am told what beauty is and because it is all I see, I
have no choice but to believe.
I starve myself because I am told I am too fat.
All I do is worry about my waist and how thick my thighs are.
Mirror oh mirror why do you lie to me.
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I know that ended abruptly but Part 2 is in the works and it's coming soon.
Remember that you are beautiful❤️❤️
YOU ARE READING
Peotry
RandomThis is just a book about poems written by me. poetry covers all aspect of life. some of my deepest inmost thoughts. Highest ranking: #5 in poetry
