The Oblivion2 mins 2.8K 2 mins 2.8K
I had trouble looking at the mirror,
Ever since people were obsessed with body shaming.
The image was raw,
With no filters applied.
It was full of life,
Yet I failed to live.
I have been discouraged at the baldness in the side of my forehead.
After all,I forget every time to be proud of my boldness,
Even when they created a brand name,
Out of my flaws.
I was damn strong,
To not allow that brand name to define me.
I have been desperate for thicker eyebrows.
As I failed to remember the days, when I was forming a river full of tears
While I still managed to open eyes in the morning,
And was ready to encounter the obstacle.
I was displeased at my dark circles.
As I no more think of the days, I worked for my dream.
I have been overused to those chubby cheeks,
It's no longer the prettier cheek in the rhyme,
I once sang happily in the kindergarten.
As I lost sight of the fiery me,
Leaving finger prints on two-faced people.
I have looked at my arms and got offended,
The doors I knocked for opportunities with these strong arms,
Has slipped from my memory.
I have been outraged at my thighs.
I have loss consciousness of the days,
I didn't turn around and run.
But still chose to walk consistently,
To reach my destiny.
I have been in oblivion every time I see the mirror,
Ever since I was obsessed with physical beauty.