Mirror, mirror

mirror mirror supernovaswirls137

i stare at myself in the mirror two murky green eyes stare back at me an ugly face peers out of the grime framed by a limp wave of hair

what is wrong with me? i though i never felt like this i thought i was confident in my own skin i thought i loved myself for myself

or then again maybe i never did maybe i was always just pretending i choke myself on beautiful lies i'm too afraid to taste the bitter truth

they tell me true beauty comes from within to my face they call me ugly to my back their words are like sweet honey-coated venom and i think perhaps the emperor was right

beauty isn't the clothes it is the body inside.

i shatter the mirror broken glass rains over me like tears if they cannot see me they cannot say i am ugly

ugly, the twisted shards seem to whisper to each other as i step over them ugly, the windowpanes howl as i make my way past them ugly, the girls in my class giggle as i walk towards my locker ugly, i hiss to myself. ugly.

ugly. ugly, i hiss to myself. ugly, the girls in my class giggle as i walk towards my locker ugly, the windowpanes howl as i make my way past them ugly, the twisted shards seem to whisper to each other as i step over them

they cannot say i am ugly if they cannot see me broken glass rains over me like tears i shatter the mirror.

beauty isn't the clothes it is the body inside.

and i think perhaps the emperor was right their words are like sweet honey-coated venom they call me ugly to my back they tell me true beauty comes from within to my face

i'm too afraid to taste the bitter truth i choke myself on beautiful lies maybe i was always just pretending maybe i never did

i thought i loved myself for myself i thought i was confident in my own skin i thought i never felt like this what is wrong with me?

framed by a limp wave of hair an ugly face peers out of the grime two murky green eyes stare back at me i stare at myself in the mirror

author's note: this poem was based on a real-life experience i had at my last school. i'm thankfully over it by now, and i've mostly accepted myself for who i am. to anyone who's reading this, always remember how beautiful you are. true beauty does come from inside us, no matter how much it feels like a lie. you are wonderful for who you are, not what society tells you to be. ~riley