I stare at myself in the glass in front of me and remember:
"Too skinny"
I'm sorry.
"You have no curves"
I'm sorry.
"Your hair is ugly."
I'm sorry.
"You're teeth are crooked"
I'm sorry.
"You're not pretty"
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I apologize to my reflection.
Tears run down my face and I repeat.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
By now the steam from the shower I was supposed to be taking is growing thicker.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Repeat again.
And again, and again.
Repeat until the steam fills up the bathroom and prevents the mirror from being seen.
Begin again the following day.
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Author:
gen (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This isn't one of my best poems, but it is something I wrote with heartfelt emotions. I am also not condoning people putting themselves down. Low self esteem and confidence are both things I just struggle with daily. Sometimes I can't help but remember things others have told me and feel not good enough. But writing this helped me realize that I deal with the way I see my flaws in an unhealthy manner.
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Comments4
Great poem with great emotions hits very close to home.
That's nice. I will try that...
Great write
byron katie once said, "there are no new thoughts in the world." i read your author's comment and if you haven't read the book "loving what is" by byron katie, i would highly recommend it. a wonderful poem that is a direct stream into that constantly chattering mind. it is also highly creative ~ the steam and the mirror ~ GENIUS! thank you for sharing your art and your heart.
Wow thank you so much! I will definitely check out that book!
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