Raw

Name: Raw

By: Brynn

Made: April 29th 2025

I’m not perfect, and I know I never will be,

With tangled hair and skin roughened by eczema.

I gaze into the mirror,

My fingerprints and kiss stains smudging the glass.

The mirror hangs by a thread on my wall,

And I don’t mind, for each glance reveals a crack.

I can’t bear to see my own reflection,

“Why can’t I be perfect?” my mind whispers.

You scroll through magazines and screens,

Where girls flaunt their slender frames and flawless skin.

Everyone adores them,

Calling them beautiful, calling them perfect.

I longed to be like them,

With smooth skin and a tiny waist.

But in truth, those girls starve on oranges,

Juicing their pain and pushing their limits.

They wear smiles and laughter,

Yet they’re slowly fading away.

I look at my own reflection, spotting flaws,

Combing my hair, dres, snapping photos.

My hair is thin, my cheeks round, my skin flushed,

I suppose I look okay for a girl of my size, overweight.

Tears stream down my face,

“I just want to be perfect and beautiful.”

Disclaimer: The gifs and picture aren’t mine!