The Girl in the Mirror

I’ve celebrated having
As little fat on my body,
As if it was my life’s
Biggest accomplishment
To be reduced to mere
Skin and bones.
As if it was something
To be proud of,
That there was as little
Of me as possible.
But when I looked at
The girl in the mirror,
She remained unhappy.

My biggest strength
Is my resilience,
My perseverance,
My compassion.
Yet, when I look at
The girl in the mirror,
All I see are flaws that
Need to be eliminated.
Somehow, when I look at
The girl in the mirror,
All I’m reduced to is
The number on the scale,
The stretch marks on my thighs,
And the size of my waist.

There was once a time
When I looked at
The girl in the mirror,
And I saw strength.
I saw happiness.
I didn’t tear her down,
I simply accepted her,
Today when I looked at
The girl in the mirror,
She smiled back at me.

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