8 May 2012
Mirror,
Why must you lie?
You call me pretty.
You call me skinny.
You say I am perfect.
Someone takes a picture of me and I am ugly.
I step on the scale and I am fat.
I am not perfect.
You say I am happy.
You tell me to smile.
I am not happy.
I cannot smile.
Help me mirror.
Tell the truth.
Mirror • Opuss № I