When I look in the mirror,
I hate what I see.
I see a mess,
I want to weigh less.
When I look in the mirror,
I hate what I see.
I see a body that is not mine...
Or at least a body that I wish was not mine.
All I see is imperfection.
A mistake.
When I look in the mirror,
I feel worse than heartbreak.
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I Feel...
PuisiHere and there. Feelings everywhere. Here's an insight into the teenage mind.