I hate mirrors.
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lietzscheAbberation - to deviate from the norm.
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I hate mirrors.

I hate mirrors.

I hate mirrors. I hate that it reflects me.

I hate mirrors. I hate that it reflects me. I hate that it reflects how people see me.

I hate mirrors. I hate that it reflects me. I hate that it reflects how people see me. The constant badgering reverence I feel whenever I look at me, seeing society's standards of what not to be.

The posters of celebrities with perfect hair, face, body or smile.

The posters of celebrities with perfect hair, face, body or smile. Suggesting people what to look or not to look like.

The posters of celebrities with perfect hair, face, body or smile. Suggesting people what to look or not to look like. See they don't represent me or you -

The posters of celebrities with perfect hair, face, body or smile. Suggesting people what to look or not to look like. See they don't represent me or you - They prefer to showcase what we were meant to do.

See, Society taught me that it's not okay to be me.

See, Society taught me that it's not okay to be me. The celebrities on T.V. made me question my own physical reality.

See, Society taught me that it's not okay to be me. The celebrities on T.V. made me question my own physical reality. Each roll on my belly became a weakness to me.

I wasn't proud of the skin I'm in.

I shut myself off -

I shut myself off - people like me cannot reach the height of the looks of celebrities,

I shut myself off - people like me cannot reach the height of the looks of celebrities, Always trapped in my own insecurities.

I ran my confidence to the ground.

People like me can't even keep a straight conversation without repeating the word sorry.

They preached that people should reach a level of physicality.

They preached that people should reach a level of physicality. They made their own "perfect world" -

They preached that people should reach a level of physicality. They made their own "perfect world" - away from people like me.

So filled with hate,

So filled with hate, I told myself to pick up.

Be better and see past my weight,

accepting that I am what I am, not wishing to be 5'8.

To choose me, my own appearance, instead of listening to what they dictate.

but it's too late.

Society decided my fate.

They said people like me,

They said people like me, is the wrong people to imitate.

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