I look different in every mirror,
Taller or shorter,
Hair darker or lighter,
I don’t even know what I look like.
I care so much,
About what I see,
Wether its different
Or the same as yesterday.
It has such an influence on me.
What will I wear today,
How much will I eat,
Do I need a lot of makeup.
I can’t help it,
Every time I see something reflective,
I look at myself,
Expecting something to have changed.
How many hours have I spent,
Picking myself apart
While sitting infront of a mirror.
Why can’t I stop?