The Girl in the Mirror

Standing in front of my mirror

Looking at my own reflection

The only thing I see

Is someone who isn’t me


I squeeze my stomach with my hands

Hoping it would go in

I wiggle my arms around

Hoping they wouldn’t move up and down


Why is that person copying me

I haven’t seen that person before

I walk closer to the mirror

And observe once more


This person has the same face as me

And the same hair as me

The only thing that’s different

Is she’s 100 pounds heavier than me


I look again and see that’s not really me

I’m healthy and that’s all God wants for me



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