the mirror

I saw a little girl today, her stomach was too big, her hips were sad, like moldy wrinkled potatoes. her arms were stained with scars that seemed to snake across or Snow White skin. I saw a little girl today, her eyes were dull, the sparkle was long gone. she had dark bags that sucked underneath. her teeth were too yellow, her cheeks were sunken in, her face was.. lifeless. like a forgotten, unloved corpse. I wanted to punch that girl, but if I did, the mirror would shatter.