I sit here in silence,
Wondering only what could be,
There over there,
Staring back at me.

Those eyes appear,
Dark brown maybe?
Full of judgement & despair.
A plea so loud,
I care not to hear.

For when I do,
My stomach lurches,
My heart beats faster.
Distaste fills my mouth.

"Dinners ready" she calls.
It's time to start the lies.

"I'm coming" I reply,
"I'm starving" I lie.

As I walk away,
The eyes follow too,
A reflection so clear,
A self rejection so strong.
The struggle becomes real.