Talking To My Mirror
Step up , hold your heart
Bring what you have left of courage
Rap up , all your parts
I ain't letting you fall for more scourage
Listen up , sweetheart
Drop off that heavy carriage
No more staying up late
no more losing weight
No more inhaling hate
I want to see you smile,
honey it's been a while
Since you're wearing that blackish style
Everybody's calling you a liar
Your fears are getting higher
Living with no desire
Time is your enemy
Thinking you know your destiny
Or maybe you'll be living endlessly
Bring to your life some colors
A lot of secrets to discover
learn to be a lover
Of pens and papers
of skyscrapers
A little girl who capers
Now step out of this mess
Show what you possess
To the only one you have to impress
You're looking at her now,
In this mirror where somehow
All the pieces came together
And she'll be loving you , for always and forever
Copyright © Mira Bououni | Year Posted 2016
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