You Look Pretty

you look pretty in the mirror
and you keep on telling yourself that you really look pretty
and you turn around with that pink dress
a long red ribbon on your waist
and a flower in your ear
you hold your skirt and take a closer look
on your face
narrowing down to your lips and nose
you need the strictness of silence
and you stare at yourself for a long, long time

it is the mirror distorting your reality
and it takes courage to utter the sentence: i am not real.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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