I always smile every time I see my reflection on the mirror back when I was a child. Not because I am gorgeous, but because I was just so innocent I felt happy every time I see myself in the mirror.

     A few years passed by but still a child and I look my at myself less on the mirror. I could never understand why people have to be rude to call me fat and ugly. One thing's for sure, I will never look at myself the same again in the mirror.

    I managed to survive grade school and I was happy that I made it. I thought, maybe things will change, things will be better. I wish I never thought of that so I could just prepare for the worst. Yes I was wrong, things only got worse and I look at myself lesser in the mirror.

    Somehow I survived, though I'm severely wounded and bruised. College years came and I thought, things will definitely change. I thought it will be better because, remedies and enhancers are more available now, claiming that they are one size fits all. I thought it was a joke until, I fell in love for real for the first time. I bought those products wanting to improve myself for that person whom I really liked. I saw some improvements I gained some confidence, we got close I thought I had a chance. In the end, that person chose the ugly duckling who became a beautiful swan.

    I was devastated, but I held onto that false hope that the one I liked had given me. I kept using all the products that I can reach but things stopped improving. Things just stopped working to the point that it can no longer maintain what I once gained. Making me break the mirror I once used to enjoy looking myself in.

    Years passed, and I can say I have won a lot of battles. Cheers to my victories, but as soon as reality check comes in I have not won the war. People came and went away, I thought I found love but it's all infatuation. All of them said the same, "You're so different, I've never met someone like you before." But after my "different" becomes normal and boring, they all walked out my door.

     I used to think that if I'm too ugly outside, kindness will give me the beauty I'm longing for on the inside. And yet again I was wrong, people took advantage of me twisting all the love and kindness I had, something sinister is born. Now I'm ugly inside out, I finally understand, people will never love the pretty duckling they destroyed into an ugly swan. I look at the mirror laughing madly as I see, the broken glass, my broken reflection just like my soul fading into grey slowly.

It's ugly, but it's the truth. Humans are too wicked they are entertained by stealing someone else's youth. When there were no more tears to cry, I cried blood. After I died inside I awaken, as a god.