Misconception of Beauty


I stare at my reflection in the mirror

Not happy with who I am

Or who I have become 

Not satisfied with how I look

Analysing my every imperfection and flaw

Losing myself,

Losing my self worth

Losing my self-confidence in the process

How did I get to this point?

Where I starve myself to fit in

Where food is my enemy

Eating is my opposition 

And fat is my rival

How complicated life has become

Because of the misconception of beauty




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Yesterday, A Mirror


I wanted to check

to see if I was still there.

At first, not having

been to a mirror

in a while, I was

surprised to find

astonished beauty

looking back.