There is a face That lingered So constantly Her name was Cindy I thought at first She wanted to help But now I see That she hates me ‘Purge it!’ She screamed Standing over me I obeyed Since it was all I was capable of She told me She loved me When I looked In the mirror She revealed My hideous flabs Bulges and bumps And was encouraging When I tried To banish them But then After a time I realized That face In the mirror Was only me.