Mirror Mirror
Mirror, mirror on the ceiling
Tell me what it is I'm feeling
As I lie and stare at you
I'm often thinking what to do?
Up high and out of sight
A stranger sometimes you will fright
Not expecting to find you there
They'll see themselves crystal clear
It's not till after and I'm alone
Staring up my mind does roam
Questioning what I have done
Is it always that much fun?
Can you tell me what I'm feeling?
My mirror, mirror on the ceiling
20/09/2017
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