Mirror, mirror on the wall who's the fairest of them all?
I ask this every day for my mirror.
But, it never answered.
Am I pretty? Am I beautiful? Why I am ugly?
No, you aren't. - I hear myself.- You'll be always ugly. It doesn't matter how much makeup you wear.
I walk on the street, everyone is staring at me. But why? Is my belly too big? Is my face pretty?
No. Your face is looks like a fluffy pillow. - I hear myself again.
I ask my mirror: Why everyone staring at me?
But, this time it's answers.
I look at it and I see the truth. I have massive legs. I'm short like an UFO. My arm is big. My ab is stick out. My face is fat and not oval. I try to smile, but I can't. I run to the scale to ask the truth. It tell me the truth. My mirror didn't lied to me.
1 year ago we were best friends with the mirror. I was always happy when I saw it and I always smiled at it. It never lied to me.
And I was happy about it. I remember. I don't know what's happened with our relationship.
I started to lose weight, but not too much. I reached my ideal weight. But, I'm still fat. The mirror says that I'm still fat. I hate it. It always break my heart, but I can't break it.
You are pretty!- I hear my mom.
You're skinny!- I hear my dad.
I'm jealous for you! - I hear my friends.
You're stunning! - I hear him.
I'm tired of hearing these lies.
Why everyone lies to me? Why?
I ask the mirror. Because it never lied to me.
I take a better look at myself. And I realise that I was always lying to myself.