The Mirrors Approval

Just a little intro for the poem, I wrote this when I was living in Sydney. At the time when I first gained quite a lot of weight and was feeling blah. Without further adieu ...


The Mirrors Approval


I ask once when I wake up
The residence of slumber on my face
What I choose for breakfast
Or what I choose for my waist

I ask again
Getting ready for work
Getting ready for the world
Mass media contrasts of whos wearing it best.

Don't get left out of these boxes
Fit in like the rest
Fit in
Like the rest
I ask again
Fit into the required confinements for my flesh.

Clothing, simple
Yet lately I feel the simplicity of it all beginning to digress.
Over examinations of the female physique
If I'm not that shape
I must be a freak

Before I head out the door
I ask again
Mirror mirror on the wall
My expectations for your approval,
Like my self esteem ,
Are small.