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Mirror, mirror, by the sink,
tell me what you truly think.
Am I fat or am I thin?
Will I lose or should I win?

Am I short? Perhaps too tall?
Are my ears a bit too small?
Is my nose exactly right?
Do I have an overbite?

Am I weak or super strong?
Is my hair too short or long?
Am I smart or rather dumb?
Can you say what I’ll become?

Am I nerdy? Am I cool?
Am I awful? Do I rule?
Am I great or do I stink?
Mirror, mirror by the sink.
Can you say
That you are sorry
To accusing the wrong person
Can you say
That you really say
That girl is your girl
Can you say
You doubted the wrong person
No, you cannot
Because you be listening to the
Person
Who don’t know nothing about me
Good luck
Trying to convince me
If I never close my heart
I’ll be falling apart
And still be fighting for you
Because everyday of my life
I ask God
What did I do so wrong
To be treated this way.
Than my grandma past away
Because I’m so nice and kind
No matter what people
Do to me
I’m just going let them do it to me.
Because my heart is so pure
And big
That’s why stuff keeps
Happening to me
I was blinded by the way I love you
I had no choice
But to close my heart
To able to find myself
Be frankly honest with you
There’s still a little love for you
But it’s not going to be easy
Your words don’t mean
Nothing to me.
You got to fix yourself first
And find yourself
Before you want to talk to me
Like you said one time
You need help. Go get that help
I can’t keep you hurting me
The way you do me.
I’ll be more happy
If you find yourself
And fix your personal life
If I couldn’t help you.
The only person could
Is yourself.
Don’t hate me
Because you made me like this
Don’t hate me
If I don’t have a heart
Don’t hate me
I don’t acknowledge you anymore
Don’t hate me
I stop fighting for you
Don’t hate me
If I stop loving you
Because you made me
Like this
Look you want me to lie to you
Do what me to tell you the truth
Here’s my lies
I’m happy for you
Your plant is growing.
Here’s mind
Truth, that’s nothing
To comparing what I got.
When you have millions of
Plant
Growing than than
I’ll tell you I’m jealous.
Your sorry don’t cut it with me
Anymore
Because I’m nuns.
I don’t have a heart
Anymore
Sorry, right
What’s so funny
When your adult
And someone is yelling at you
On the street.
You yelling to in front
Of your family.
Not only the other person
Is embarrassing themselves.
Your doing same
Things they are.
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