Mirror,Mirror
Mirror,mirror, on the wall i just want to be pretty, thin,and tall.
Mirror,mirror, if i change my hair maybe someone will start to care?
Mirror,mirror, if i starve my self at least i'll be beautiful forget my health..
Mirror,mirror, if i cut my wrist? will i feel like i exist?
Mirror,mirror don't you see!!what you show is ruining ME!!!
im sorry if this is bad... so dont hate me bc this is my first poem oh this site so yah
Copyright © Cierra Thomas | Year Posted 2015
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