She Has A Smile

I look at myself in the mirror.
I see this beautiful person.
Its hard to believe from where I was that my problems never worsened.
I can see myself for who I am.
And I think good thoughts instead of being ready to slam.
No distorted image. Its all so clear.
No tears of shame or eyes full of fear.
No blood on my wrists, just tanned pretty skin.
The only thought in my head is how I win.
Even the scars have even faded away.
As well as the pain I felt yesterday.
And not that I truly see myself, and dont think I am vile...
The girl in the mirror actually has a smile!

This poem is about how Ive felt after my eating disorder. I used to feel like I hated myself no matter how I looked I never was happy and its such an amazing feeling to just look at myself and not want to cry! Plz vote and comment