I have a mirror in front of my bed. I’m the first thing I see in the morning and the last thing I see at night. I watch as I shift and change with the days, the weeks, the months. I watch my hair grow dull and my smile grow stiff. I see this hole appearing, not knowing how to fill it. So I try everything because no one wants to live with gaping cavities. My phone, sleep, books, boys. But nothing works. I plaster on a smile at school, talk to friends, get good grades. But at night the smile peels off and I’m left with this empty body and foggy mind. I have to watch every day as I change. I have a mirror in front of my bed. I’m watching myself wither. I’m witnessing how I shrink. I have a mirror in front of my bed, and I don’t like it one bit.
Mirror
I have a mirror in front of my bed. I’m the first thing I see in the morning and the last thing I see at night. I watch as I shift and change with the days, the weeks, the months. I watch my hair grow dull and my smile grow stiff. I see this hole appearing, not knowing how to fill it. So I try everything because no one wants to live with gaping cavities. My phone, sleep, books, boys. But nothing works. I plaster on a smile at school, talk to friends, get good grades. But at night the smile peels off and I’m left with this empty body and foggy mind. I have to watch every day as I change. I have a mirror in front of my bed. I’m watching myself wither. I’m witnessing how I shrink. I have a mirror in front of my bed, and I don’t like it one bit.
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