embybri

When I look in the mirror it goes far 

Like how my hair isn’t long enough 
My face is broken out 
The bags under my eyes 
I’m not the right height 

Looking hard at the reflection thinking
Why does this boy find me attractive 
He sees my blonde hair 
And my wide grin that never falters 
At least around him it doesn’t 

He stares at me regardless 
Whether in a dress or onesie 
Ever so his eyes stay captive 

His eyes on me as his lips brush my ear 
“You look amazing Princess” 
His voice send goosebumps 
But yet that mirror haunts me 

Why does he look?