Reflection

Reflection

She believes

Her body

Does not suit

A man’s desires

It is not full

In lips or tits

Leaving her to pout

And pad

To fill her shirt

And fill her self worth

She sucks in her

Extra weight

And transfers that

Heaviness onto her shoulders

As she carries her discontent

In the curve of her spine

Trying to make her behind

Stick out further

And she walks the line

Right in front of left

Left in front of right

So her hips will sway

And she points her toes

To their tips

Because her legs

Will lengthen that way

She lets down her hair

Fall across her left eye

And raises her chin

Looking in

At her reflection

And she makes herself believe

She is beautiful today

When on most days

All she really sees

Are cracks in mirrors

Breaks in glass

Because on most days

She makes herself believe

Her reflection is something

She

And no one

Would ever want to see