We're All Mad Here

Mirrors

In my room

I have one mirror.

And today I stood

in front of the mirror.

I looked at myself.

Normal.

And I realized,

I look in the mirror too much.

Too much.

I look to see my size,

to put on my makeup,

to make a fancy hairdo.

But today,

I just stood there.

Normal.

My scars showing,

My face free of product,

My eyes not bright

enough for a poem,

My lips pale pink.

My hair was down

And slightly messy.

I looked human.

Human.

Not a plastic doll,

skinny and perfect.

I looked in the mirror,

And decided,

I don't need my mirror.

So I picked it up,

carried to out, and dropped it

in the garbage can.

I heard it shatter,

And I smiled.

I liked human,

why not look human

every day?