Mirror mirror on the wall,
Who's the fairest of them all?
Mirror mirror on the wall,
Why are there always flaws?
Mirror mirror on the wall,
You see it all.
You see my too big thighs,
My too big tummy and arms,
You see my eyes, forever haunted,
Forever puffy and dark.
You even see all the scars,
And you never tell a lie.
Mirror mirror on the wall,
Why am I not the fairest of them all?
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Life is a Bitch
PoetryJust a journal. Someone once said write it all down, you'll feel better. So I did. Warning, may contain triggers ⚠️ Most impressive ranking #284 in Poetry ©Copyright Chelsea Anne Ferguson
