Lying Mirror

Looking herself in the mirror. She is not thin, air brushed, or photoshopped Magazines show real beauty She cries at what she will never be. She sees a frumpy, average girl. She is young, vibrant, sweet- but not beautiful. Her homely reflection gawks at her in her tainted, ugly mirror. It laughs at her naked body, pointing at her flaws and spitting at her The magazine airbrush images are real to her, and she idolizes impossible images Unattainable- Unrealistic. In her dreams she is airbrushed to perfection, no one understands. The boy she likes stares at her like she is a circus freak on stilts, wearing a mustache and a tutu. Sleeping pills will take this pain and imperfection away, just for today. Just for forever. In her coffin she lies at peace, as the people say their respects. The boy she adored walks up, looks at her. “Sad isn’t it?”someone says. The lump in his throat strangles his voice... All he can do is look at her, Lifeless,...and think ‘She was so beautiful.’ She never knew...