Mirror Mirror

Mirror Mirror on the wall
Do you think I’m fine at all?
Or do you reply hastily
To escape such eye sore?
Do you wish hands could appear
To shield your eyes from hurting further?
Or do you reveal my flaws
So I could stay with you much longer?

Mirror Mirror in my hand
Is there beauty in this land?
Not just sparkly eyes and clear skin
But do you reflect the beauty that lies within?
Should we focus on that bit
Or are we better off without it?
Tell me what you want to see
That’s the only way they’ll accept me

Mirror Mirror through the glass
I’m in a hurry but I’ll turn to the left to steal a glance
I can see through you but do you see through me?
Very odd how the thought of that scares me
Do you see my mind and my dirty little secrets?
Do you scoff at me because you know I’m imperfect
Or do you see everything I’m going through
And understand that my scars make me beautiful