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lilimurato
lilimurato thank you so much.
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This poem is about the unrealistic beauty standards people are almost forced to follow to even be liked. I've struggled with body image so I guess this poem hits home a bit. Thanks for reading:)

paper looks better than me

As a little girl, some told me the mirror was my best friend

As a little girl, some told me the mirror was my best friend not mentioning the circumstances

As a little girl, some told me the mirror was my best friend not mentioning the circumstances if I truly loved the way I look

As a little girl, some told me the mirror was my best friend not mentioning the circumstances if I truly loved the way I look then I guess it would be true

They also failed to tell me

They also failed to tell me the mirror, or myself in this case

They also failed to tell me the mirror, or myself in this case could loathe every single part of me

They also failed to tell me the mirror, or myself in this case could loathe every single part of me spending hours trying to erase blemishes

They are plastic

They are plastic unrealistically beautiful

They are plastic unrealistically beautiful "I'm an influencer" they tell you and I

They are plastic unrealistically beautiful "I'm an influencer" they tell you and I an influence to become unhappy and envious

To think, "if I don't look like them, what's wrong with me?"

To think, "if I don't look like them, what's wrong with me?" unconsciously suck in my stomach in public

To think, "if I don't look like them, what's wrong with me?" unconsciously suck in my stomach in public shamed for not being "ideal"

To think, "if I don't look like them, what's wrong with me?" unconsciously suck in my stomach in public shamed for not being "ideal" when it simply does not exist

Face it, we could never look like them

Face it, we could never look like them after every attempt good or bad, still hate myself

Face it, we could never look like them after every attempt good or bad, still hate myself let me draw a face on a paper bag, wear it like an over sized hat

Face it, we could never look like them after every attempt good or bad, still hate myself let me draw a face on a paper bag, wear it like an over sized hat because even paper looks better than me

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