No Comparison

The mirror mocks me and laughs at my body.

My excessive fat, my imperfect stomach.

I'm not petite or nice and curvy.

Social media mocks me.

"Guys only want girls with the perfect body."

But I am perfect, I am flawless.

I've got great legs and muscular calves.

I've got a nice smile that smiles at the mirror with warmest regards.

I am flawless.

I don't need to change my small nose or be ashamed of my body.

I shouldn't have to be compared to models and athletes.

I am not them and they are not I, 

Because I am flawless.

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