Today I made a poem! It's called "Mirror"

I saw that figure

It made me disgusted.

Your big stupid eyes, I know what they saw.

Your ugly messy hair.

Your tacky clothes.

For a second, I forgot who you were.

I almost felt simpathy for you.

fora second I forgot you were me.

It's so familiar, yet so unknown

Does she know her story?

Does she know how bad she is?

Does she know she's rotting inside?

I just hope she hates me as much as I hate us.