Everytime I look in the mirror, I wonder what you see in me. I see all my flaws, you see my beauty. I see scars, you see my survival. I see all the acne and bags under my eyes, you see my struggle to sleep with understanding. You see that I try to take care of myself but it’s hard sometimes. In comparison to others I feel immensely inferior. So I ask myself what do you see in me? Why can’t I see what you see?
Why does the mirror deceive me?
“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder” Why do I see me the way I do?