My strength, I am unique,
My weakness, I am mirror,
I stand there in panic,
wanting an clear view.

I want to be kind.
To act like I don't mind,
For i stay in cower.
I want to tear the cover.

I dint think I am tenacious,
I don't know that i am serious,
this makes me curious,
for I have seen wrong in continuous.

I put my hand up in the air,
to find somebody to discover my hair
being driven by so much of fare,
I want to stop this affair.