The Girl in the Mirror

There’s a girl in my mirror.
She tells me things
I don’t want to hear.
Fat.
Ugly.
Awkward.
I turn my head
but she won’t go away.
She’s there when I wake,
and she’s there when I sleep.
Her eyes look tired.
Her posture look sad.
I tried something new.
When I looked her in the face today
I spoke first.
You’re pretty.
Smart.
Perfect,
just as you are.
The girl in the mirror smiled
as she said my words back.

Prompt: The Girl in the Mirror

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