Mirror, Mirror hello it’s me…
Tell me again, what do you see?
Go beyond my looks, and into my soul
Tell me the truth, I need to know!
I put on my makeup and fix my hair,
I look at my reflection—I can only stare!
Mirror, Mirror, tell me what you see.
Am I as ugly, as I have been lead to believe?
All the imperfections are easy to hide,
Just put on a cover and hide all the lies.
The pain from the past, is not reflected,
Cause in you Mirror-I have protected.
You can only see what I want you to see,
Not even you can know the real me.
For my soul is not available for reflection,
You make it easy to hide, my imperfections.
I can walk away—and forget for one day,
What it is that I see,
What it is that you see,
Is the perfect example of
Me hiding Me!
author: Lena K Roach
not the best, but I wrote it nonetheless
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