Hating Me Poem by uder pressure

Avoiding full length mirrors
not wanting to see the reflection
of a hated body.
The way nothing on it looks right
everything is fat and out of
proportion.
Trying to improve it different ways
but always failing.
Live with it the best you can
she tells herself.
but it's esier said than done.
when the hands of the unknown
explore the body it is then
more concious of all
the things wrong
wanting just to love
and respect herself
but constantly finds hate and rejection
the want of escape fills her mind
contemplation
of the right and wrong.