Rabbit hole

I'm looking in the mirror,

I don't match the picture on the screen,

should I be sad or pleased?

 

One click at a time,

one more scroll,

oops I fell down the rabbit hole.

 

Is that the way out or in?

 

Why are they so much prettier than me?

 

I'll never be that slim,

maybe I'm supposed to figure out how to look pretty from within?

 

So many questions,

another search could help,

and another,

and maybe a click on her profile,

she might know.

 

Wait how did I end up here?

 

Right,

beauty from within,

but her hair looks so perfect,

and her body never looks unfit,

make-up done flawlessly to the point you would never see through it.

 

I can't help but think maybe I was never meant to fit in,

with a body that feels big,

hair that's not as long,

skin that will never be clear like the women I saw,

and a smile that will never blind the eyes of any man who walks by.

 

The mirror looks blurry now,

my screens wet,

time to wipe my tears again for another day that I dread.

 

 

Posted in response to the challenge SM.

C-L-S

VT

17 years old

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