Look in the mirror
And what do you see?
A pale freckled girl
And yet this is me
A small button bent
And slightly crooked nose
That’s taken a few too many
Hard horse head blows
Look in my eyes
And what do you see?
Many painful trials
Of joy and travesty
A blue gray green array
Of colors surround
The darkest black pupil
With hazel flecks all around
Look at my soul
And what do you see?
I bet you’ll see something
You want me to be
You’ll search for kindness
You’ll think you see light
But you will see nothing
If you don’t look just right
Jan 4, 2011
Jan 4, 2011 at 5:41 AM UTC
Look in the mirror
And what do you see?
A pale freckled girl
And yet this is me
A small button bent
And slightly crooked nose
That’s taken a few too many
Hard horse head blows
Look in my eyes
And what do you see?
Many painful trials
Of joy and travesty
A blue gray green array
Of colors surround
The darkest black pupil
With hazel flecks all around
Look at my soul
And what do you see?
I bet you’ll see something
You want me to be
You’ll search for kindness
You’ll think you see light
But you will see nothing
If you don’t look just right
