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?