I see a girl

I see a girl 

She’s imperfect 

Her thighs touch

Her legs are full of cellulite 

Her waist is not a size 2

Her stomach sticks out

Her hair could be longer

I walk away from the mirror

Only to see a new girl 

Her laughter is contagious 

Her eyes are the most gorgeous shade of green

She laughs at her own jokes 

Her smile is gleaming left and right

I smash the mirror 

No one can see what isn’t actually there

We see ourselves not in our own image

We know what society deems as “flaws”

We see the damaged parts

But they aren’t

They aren’t imperfect

They are what make you perfect

They are the things that set you apart

They are what make you beautiful 

Smash the mirror 

Smash the standards

You are beautiful 

You are wonderfully and perfectly made

You are you

I see a girl

She is perfect

She is beautiful 

She is you.