Mirror, Mirror, can't you see?
You cannot tell me who to be.
They are them, and I am me.
But why can't I, look like
She?
Mirror, Mirror, why do you lie?
What is my smile trying to hide?
Is it lies, or is it pride?
Or is it
She.
Mirror, Mirror, am I real?
Is this what you want me to feel?
What is it Mirror, that you want to kill?
Is it me, or is it
She?
Mirror, Mirror, who are you?
Maybe I should ask myself that, too.
What is it that you do?
Is it good, is it cruel?
Or maybe it isn't you, perhaps it's
She.
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Infliction
PoetryThis is a collection of poems. All written by me, inspired by lots. Stay positive, love yourself. Know that tomorrow will be a new day, and let the daylight bring out the best in you.
