Shattered Views

The more I stare at him,

the more I notice




He’s too short

His jaw is so far back

His teeth are really crowded

His face is chubby

His arms are scrawny

He’s fat

He dresses weird

He’s just ugly



Just looking at him angers me

I wish I could punch him



But I remembered if I did that…



the mirror would shatter


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