As I am looking back
I remember
Looking in the mirror.
I look at it everyday
But why am I seeing a blurry face?
Why am I not seeing me?
Why is the mirror talking to me?
It's telling me
You're fat.
You're ugly
You're not good enough
You're so insecure
But believe me
I am only telling the truth
Every day it says the same thing
Never changing
I don't want to believe it
But why am I doing so?
The more I believe
The more it haunts me
The more it keeps saying
Keep saying those words
Those words that I started to believe
Again
Never changing
But that's me looking back
Looking now
The mirror can lie
I am standing right in front of it
It still says those words
But fight it back
Say that
You are beautiful
That you are good enough
And trust me
The demons inside the mirror
Will lay
It will keep bothering you
But at least you would know what to say
Looking back
I was insecure
Now....
I can't say that I'm strong
Or that I'm no longer insecure
I am in fact
Still processing
I am in fact
Still going through
Trust me
There is a light somewhere
You just have to believe
Not in me
But as in yourself
I am trying to
Or at least I think I am
Are you?
YOU ARE READING
Obstacles
PoesiaObstacles is a collections of poems set in a order that tells a story about about how and what I went through during my freshman year all the way up to my senior year of high school. It has the sole purpose to inspire, explain, understand, and to be...
