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The mirror

The mirror I thought was my friend,
It’s always around till the very end.
Every time I look in it what do I see?
That can’t be me.
 
I prod and poke all the fat that surrounds me, and I desperately pray without delay I weigh
Hoping I weigh less than yesterday if only a pound and not more, we will soon see what’s in store.
 
It stated of with fad diets I didn’t think they were bad the models in the image didn’t look sad, that’s who I want to be, just wait and sèe.
 
As I grew older I realise that it’s all a lie but I still continue to try
But I can’t work out why
 
The mirror is not that bad
It’s the ad that’s been airbrushed
The media is not only the one
Without sounding sappy
I just need to be Happy.

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