Draw for me
Inarguable perfection
And I’ll know what I have to be.
Erase all flaws
Creating true beauty
And I’ll see how she differs from me.
Show to me
The shape that her body should be
And I’ll squeeze myself into her mold.
Perfect the tone
Of her hair, skin, and eyes
And I’ll make my own colours annulled.
Within the shards of broken mirror
Am I betrayed by my own reflection?
Through eyes that would not recognise it
I search for perfection.
(Age 17)