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Apr 2014
Mirror, mirror on the wall
please don't tell I vomited in this stall
if they found out what I do
my life might as well be through
the names I'll be called are nasty & vicious
that's why I do my best to hide this

Mirror,Mirror over there
I'm so ******* fat its not fair
my arms are huge & jiggle
in the hall they point and smirk with a giggle
I want perfection
I am tired of endless rejection

Mirror, Mirror on your stand
give me answers I demand!
why are my thighs STILL so fat!?!
they almost touch, I'm so disgusted by that
& what's even worse
the scale read 105 pounds I have the obesity curse!!

Mirror, Mirror over my sink
why don't you tell me what you think
what a mess that is, my repulsive face
my lips, chin, cheekbones, & nose I desperately need to replace
I'm a long way from perfection
badly needing a major medical attention

Mirror, Mirror where did you go??
I've searched high & low
without you my reflection is lost
to get you back I'd pay anything, whatever the cost
but since you're gone....no need to go on another day
what's the point anyway?

Mirror, Mirror it's a shame that you fell
that girl who you saw daily has given a tragic farewell
her tiny cry for help was screemed so silent
caught by society & the pressure for "a perfect look" was her solitary confinement
a life no longer alive inside
through the mirror, perfection she was unable to find

Mirror, Mirror never hung back up on the wall
this wasn't a fairytale, not one bit at all
through the looking glass a broken image stared back
no magical place can help hide her away from constant attack
she's a painting forgotten in the rain, life being quickly washed away
A voice never heard but it had so much to say
***** dust lines is all that remains
where the mirror used to be
taking down forever, so into it no more eyes will ever see
they blame the mirror, claiming it only reflected hurtful lies
although there's no proof that it ever really reflected any bit of criticize
beyond the mirror image showing through
it won't always be how you hope
your choice is to just smile & keep going or decide its too much, letting go of the end of the rope

perfection doesn't really exist
reality just gives you the picture  & a slight twist
never change who you are
& you're surely be happy & go far
don't search for what never was the end never appears, a no show, it just never does
Becky Littmann
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Becky Littmann  32/F/california
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