a boy i hardly knew told me of my flawed self
how i was fat. and. ugly...
he wrote it for the world to see
and, being too afraid to cry, i laughed it away.
today that boy told me he was sorry for what he'd said,
he told me while looking me in the eyes.
but i now cry for no one to see,
because his words are exactly what i see in the mirror everyday
and i wish that wasn't so.