I looked into my mirror.
My reflection looked back at me.
I put on my make-up
But my reflection did not.

I smiled at myself.
My reflection wore a frown.
I covered up my scars.
My reflection revealed them.

I laughed at my self.
I told myself I was pretty.
My reflection cried.
And said I was ugly.

I left my mirror that day.
And went to school.
For I was now scarred...
That My Mirror might spill the truth.