The Mirror
The mirror is open to interpretation
Not everyone sees the same thing
Words like "thin" and "pretty"
They are irrelevant to a mirror
Yet they matter to the reflection
Strange how no matter what others see and what others say
It all comes down to what the mirror shows
That is what is believed as truth
Perception is fatal
Numbers on the scale are not proof
What others say is not proof
Proof lies in a reflection of truth
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the thinnest of them all?
Truth be told it is not you
Starvation becomes the truth
This poem is about:
Me
My country
Our world