{she's staring back at me.} 5.29.12

I look at myself in the mirror and I don’t like what I see.

I see huge bags under my eyes, and a toenail that’s broken.

I see pants that should fit right, and a shirt that hangs way too loosely.

I see fingernails that need repainting and hair that needs fixing.

I see someone whose out of place in a world full of beautiful people.

but you are beautiful.

I love your hair!

You’re perfect.

I love your nails.

I don’t see it.

I see imperfection.

I see things that need to be changed.

So I blame society for ruining me.
When you look in the mirror and don't like what you see. It bothers me too,  you know.