Dear Girl in the Mirror,

You look back at me with cold dead eyes.

You reflect everything that I don’t want to see,

You watch at I fuss with my hair,

Apply layer after layer of makeup,

Putting on cloths that make me uncomfortable

All you please you.

You demand that I look perfect

You demand that I lose weight

You demand that I conform myself to standards

You demand that I loses myself.

Dear Girl in the mirror,

When I was younger you looked just like me

But now to are a stranger

Created by rules set forth by a society that wants all woman to look the same

I must shatter myself to please you