I saw someone today
They weren't okay
They weren't pretty
But they didn't need pity
Stading infront of a mirror
It couldn't be much clearer
Legs, cheeks and tummy
All were chubby
Looking at themselves
They started to cry softly
Hoarse throat and eyes glossy
I laughed as I looked at my reflection
Seeing myself as an imperfection
YOU ARE READING
poetry
Poetry~for the things I can't say out loud~ { Also it's really bad since is suck at writing }
