Mirror Mirror
Mirror Mirror
Written by Kirsty Chapman
Everyday I stand here.Here.
And everyday I wish I didn’t.
I get sad when I stand and look at you.
You don’t smile at me,
You’ve stopped looking sexy.
You tell me how pathetic I am.
You tell me of other girls with pretty faces,
Slim bodies and big boobs.
I don’t have that to offer anymore.
I use creams and rinses
And makeup and makeup remover.
I go to the gym every other day.
I try to keep myself looking good.
Those others are young and naturally pretty.
I feel ashamed.
If only I could take their beauty.
You’d tell me I was the prettiest again.
Then I could ask you:
“Mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?”