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Stranger in the Mirror

I think today,
I hate myself,
Even more than yesterday.
 
I stepped on the scale,
Looking for more to loathe.
The number was too high,
So I stuck my finger down my throat.
 
I stand in front of the mirror,
The person reflected is not me.
I see my stretch marks,
My greasy hair,
My crooked nose,
My stubby legs,
But I do not see me.
 
Because this reflection,
This person,  
This version of myself,
Is hollow.
 
Maybe I'll wake up tomorrow,
And decide to smile,
To love,
To travel,
To live,
And maybe even decide,
To love myself.
 
But until then,
I'll look in the mirror,
And see a human,
Who doesn't deserve a life.
My soul,
Will continue to gasp for air,
As it drowns in society's standards.
Sometimes,
I think it would be easier,
If it stopped swimming.
lucky13
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