his eyes on me

When I look in the mirror it goes far Like how my hair isn’t long enough My face is broken out The bags under my eyes I’m not the right height Looking hard at the reflection thinking Why does this boy find me attractive He sees my blonde hair And my wide grin that never falters At least around him it doesn’t He stares at me regardless Whether in a dress or onesie Ever so his eyes stay captive His eyes on me as his lips brush my ear “You look amazing Princess” His voice send goosebumps But yet that mirror haunts me Why does he look?

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