The Shortest Distance

But Imperfections

are all I see
when I catch sight of myself
in a mirror.
Scars on my legs, my stomach, my shoulders.
Everywhere I look, I am ugly.
I know that I'm ugly
unstable
and most of all, FAT.
Fat is what the mirror says I am,
and so it must be true.
The mirror doesn't know
how to lie.