This poem is suppose to show how mirrors work. |
Mirror, mirror on the wall lie to me tell me I’m the prettiest one of all. Lie to me tell me I’ m beautiful like the rest of those girls even when I know not. Fill my heart with hope just for me to find out I am nothing but a joke. Tell me your lies even though you know I don’t believe you, But if you want to believe that I do, it’s your prerogative. You Know best don’t you. You know how I feel about myself don’t You. That’s why you can’t see that I’m hurting, crying out but you won’t. See me for what I am. You fill me with worthless lies. You hope that I will become selfish But I won’t. I promise I will just become more and more sheepish And shy. You lie to boost my ego, make me think I am somebody, When in fact I know the no matter what I am nobody. Mirror, mirror I thought you were supposed to flatter me not lie But now I see how you really work you spy Into my life. You reveal all my fears and flaws But not without a probable cause You remind me on a daily bases what vanity does To one’s heart, it punctures and breaches Every boundary, it blurs the line between right and wrong. It insights fear in the very heart. I wish would stop beating, may be then I Could stop the pain and hurt I cause just by breathing, I know I’ll Never live up to your standard or be that perfect person you want. The person without fears, without Flaws, but I can’t be that person. I will never be able to be that person you need To hold you at night, to be acceptable among the people closes to you. I have so many fears and flaws That I can’t overcome. I wish I could, but I can’t no matter what I do, no matter how hard I try, I can’t. I will never be able to, but I’m not going to apologize for having imperfection. So once again mirror mirror on the wall lie to me once more tell me I’m the prettiest of them All, Even though I know you are lying. You always have and always will lie. That’s the only truth to you. |