Morror Mirror
Mirror mirror on the wall
Pick me up before I fall
There’s got to be a better way
To make my self through the day
Mirror mirror on the wall
Pick me up before I fall
Thoughts of him run through my head
Filling my heart with hope and dread
Mirror mirror on the wall
Pick me up before I fall
Will he want me or turn me away
Will I make it through another day?
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who’s the fairest of them all?
Not me, that’s who, he turned me away
Even though I begged him to stay
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who will save me from my fall?
In the dark I sit all alone
Trying to find my way home
Mirror mirror on the wall
It’s too late to stop my fall
It’s over; my life has come to an end
My broken heart will never mend
Copyright © Christine Portwood | Year Posted 2009
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