I hate her -
that girl
in the mirror.
The one
who mocks me
with her
empty
mercurial gaze
and
that tempting smile
as shows me
every
tiny
flaw
and promises me
perfection.
I hate how
impossible
it is to
reconcile
myself
with that girl
I want to see
in the mirror.
I hate that she
cannot
fight this battle
for me.
I hate
that I will never
be that beautiful.