"I used to know myself.
I used to like the way I looked, like a barbie doll on a shelf.
It started with the makeup, and then I dyed my hair.
Next up was a slight nose job and a bigger derriere.
All the girls said that this was what the guys wanted,
To be perfect, with a chiseled face, that surgery warranted.
But now, as I gaze upon the glaze of the mirror's reflection,
I see a new friend, a stranger, undetected.
She first revealed herself to me after a few operations.
Now I can't shake the sight of her, no matter my resignations.
Forever entwined within my life, and now Destined as a pair.
For I never again saw the girl that used to appear.
In my hasty search, I must say I felt deranged,
To again, feel the need, for my face to rearrange.
Now another friend stares at me from the mirror,
I lost myself, swirling within thoughts in my interior.
If only I knew, who I was anymore,
My friend's shun me, I hardly open the door.
My only friend, now, is the one I see through the glass
Staring back at me, face eerily aghast
Never smiling, only searching for errors, lesson's critiques
Beauty's perfection fleeting intrinsic blessing's mystique"
- Original Poem by Destiny Megan