When I was a kid, I would look into the mirror when no one was home.
I looked until I wasn’t sure who I was.
Until I forgot about time.

I would look into the mirror and try to imagine myself when I got older.
I tried to imagine what an 18 year old me would look like.
I wondered if a 30 year old me would be successful.

I was fascinated by the feeling of looking into my own eyes,
And falling out of my head, almost as if I was fainting.

I don’t look at myself in the mirror like I used to.
When we get older, we just look in the mirror and convince ourselves
That we are handsome and pretty and worthy.

We tell ourselves those things because the world is screaming so loudly,
That we are ugly
and unfortunately, we all seem to believe that.

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