I look in the mirror
And don’t recognise the person staring back at me
At least I don’t want to.
I can’t tell
What is real
And what is not.
My eyes work
What is real
And what is not.
My eyes work
But my mind doesn’t
The image changes
From minute to minute
Day to day
Week to week
One day is fat
And one day is skinny
Yet there is no physical difference
Between these two figures
Just in my mind
I can’t see myself
I don’t know myself
My mind is the obstacle
I will never be skinny,
Happy.
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