| Stolen Something has been stolen. It's The blur over my eyes that makes me think I am pretty. I accidentally stood in front of the mirror and saw myself, All of it, for who I am. I don't fit the norm that I should. I see myself getting bigger each day. I don't know why this is so sudden, but it is here now. Lack of self-control or self-realization? I don't know how to make it go away. It'll take time cause this stuff takes time to shed. |