As my eyes trickle with tears as they fall,
But why must I worry about what other people think when I should be able to walk and talk with pride striding tall?
I see reflections of myself in others that I don’t appear to see,
But if I were to take a glimpse of my own face and take their eyes I’ll believe,
That every story has a happy ending without her King.

Mirror Mirror what do you see?
“I see beauty with no in between,
I see flaws that is loved by many,
I see two loving parents who raised one hell of a Queen,
So please stop your whimpering and go find your ending,
Cause what I see in you is just the beginning”