one eye is smaller then the other. the smile is crooked. and i looks as if my nose twisted to the left a little. in the reflection of my internal mirror i scream out to myself each little imperfection until i cry. i pick apart all that i am and all that i am not is magnified. the illusion of symmetry is shattered.
a nip and a tuck. dressed in black from head to toe. some concealer and lipstick then no one will know. cover it up and bury it. i can't show the flaws to the general public. the cracks in the sidewalk must be hidden in daylight even if i trip. the illusion of society's beauty must be kept.
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