reflection
when I look at my reflection I don't see me ... I see the girl I used to be. she and I are different she is happy with herself and her body but me? I see all the self harm lines buried into my right arm I see the rolls on a onces flat stomach I see thick thighs and crooked teeth eyes sucken into the back of my head like I'm part of the walking dead But I look at her and she looks at me . my eyes are filled with tears and her smile is slowly fading But we are sad for two different reasons mine is because I miss the girl I used to be and she is said because she realizes she doesn't like what she sees.
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