Some people say angels walk among us.
I never thought it would be true,
until just a couple minutes
I saw her. I have found proof.

She was sitting in the train.
She waited to arrive to her destination.
As I admired her beauty, I prayed for her destination to be mine, but it was all in vain.

She stood up, and headed for the door.
I cried inside. This must be wrong.
The most beautiful angel had appeared before me,
and I let her go.

I couldn't ask her name.
I couldn't get her number.
I couldn't have a chance,  but I got something better.
I have proof.

Whoa is me
Smiling
Fidgeting
With the trigger
Figuring
Something clever
To write
In the blood
Right in the love
Of your
Forever
Mores

Laughing mirror,
Taunting mirror.
Lies.
Tricks.
I see many eyes, many faces, many shapes.
She is fat
She is ugly
She is skinny
She is pretty
She is ugly
           fat
           ugly
           fat
Laughing mirror,
Taunting mirror.
Why do you laugh at me so?