Mirror Mirror On the Wall
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
is this all, is this all?
Does my ruined face
rob me of dignity and grace?
Crows feet around my eyes
don`t show that I am experienced and wise.
They prove that I am invisible to guys
Dark circles under my eyes
don`t show that I won literature prize.
They prove that my youth dies.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
in my heart there is a hole.
You took people`s soul.
You control them all.
Beauty reigns the world
and I am not seen or heard.
Copyright © Vesna Kovrlija | Year Posted 2018
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