a blurry figure
I like the way I look in the mirror
without my glasses on
a blurry figure
with less imperfections
It’s funny how the illusion comes
when I can see myself most clearly
when I can compare myself to others
and tell myself lies
that I’m not good enough
skinny enough
pretty enough
It’s funny how
my blurry body
gives me a better perspective
This poem is about:
Me