With one reflection
She saw all she wanted
And didn't need, at the same time

But, she accepted them
Just the same
Unable to choose from a million looks and taking as they are

It is unfortunate that she has to make a choice
Because I tell her the mirror
Is flawed because my eyes cannot get used to her

She is accustomed to herself
And that is the real tragedy
If her inner beauty was based on a mirror

Because if that crystal gaze staring at her
Shatters into a million pieces
One in those million would still catch my eye