The Mirror

O look in the mirror
Who stares back is never the same
We should change
Not stagnate
Yet I see different people
Those who I am proud of
Ashamed
Disgusted
Hate
Despise
I never know who will look back
She looks a bit like me
But that's only on the surface
That loathing runs deep
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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March 22, 2023 at 2:48 PM
Writing poetry is one of the best therapies there is. It's cathartic. keep writing! I liked your poem, Emma. None of us are perfect and most of us know our shortcomings. You got to love yourself, all of yourself. We are all a work in progress:)
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