I look in the mirror
and see what isn’t there
My nose, my hips, my hair
I want to be pretty
Not see what isn’t there
My eyes, my teeth, my chest
I don’t want to meet my eyes
I’m ashamed of that I’ll find
I want to be pretty
Not see what I don’t find
My arms, my back, my legs
My feet, my hands, my face
I look into the mirror
I want to feel pretty
I want to see inside myself
Not see what isn’t there