Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the fairest of them all?
If beauty isn't on the inside then
the extent of it must not be very wide
I don't know what you want me to say
But it's judged on personality
And so you may shatter me into pieces
But it's not how nice your makeup is
So let me tell you clear and loud
You are not the winner that I've found
This is just an old poem I made some additions to so it didn't take me long but it'll do I guess