In the mirror’s gaze
I am you , you are not me
My scars are visible there but not here
Everyone sees my beauty
But you see my scars and bruises

“Show me my beauty mirror
Show me the real me’
Then the mirror looked me in the eyes and said “The real you is on the inside as you can see’
“So my beauty is a waste? “ I asked
The mirror replied saying “ No, it hides your shame
And I will hide behind beauty frame”