How sweet of you that you write my destiny so I just have to enjoy the ride without having to think of anything else. I am so grateful for that. I do not have to worry at all. I just need to be your mirror. Your magic one.
How sweet of you that the reflection you see in me is all the things you want to see. I am your magic mirror. Your glorious reflection. I tell what you want to hear. I be what you want to see. I hold what you failed to bear. The dreams of your waste d youth ---- Place the pride on my shoulder. I am an unbreakable soldier. Place the armor on my shell. I am so small I cannot be empty. Your care nourishes me. You make me believe that I am loved. I survive, I can face the world all thanks to the warmth you give to my iron soul.
I'd rather stay myself and be corroded than melt.
How sweet of you that you forgive my harsh words and my ill gazes and all those high pitched voices. I know I am forgiven for all days you keep saying that. How sweet of you and your forgiving heart and your genuine fatherly love. How sweet of you that you keep giving us your already stolen life. I stole it and you are pleased. I am your magic mirror. I be the reflection you want to see. I hold the dreams you failed to bear. Oh, you write your own destiny in me.
Unnecessary note: Some part of this might or might not have been exaggerated.