The Mirror
Mirror mirror,
on the wall,
who will catch me,
if i fall?
it won’t be you,
stood over there,
only there for me,
when i feel the need to stare,
Why trust a mirror ?
if it changes your perspective,
when all really shows,
is a false reflective.
a mirror will only shows you,
what’s skin deep,
but not the way your hair lies,
when you are asleep.
mirrors don’t see,
and they certainly won’t look any harder,
so know off that chip,
that’s stuck on your shoulder.
never trust a mirror,
it can be filled with lies,
because all of your hopes and dreams,
come from the inside.
you’re beauty is there,
so don’t feel the need to compare,
when the mirror over there,
really doesn’t care.
a mirror won’t ever show,
how special you really are,
it’ll only show your flaws,
and all of your scars.
don’t worry about the mirror,
that just captures the outside,
because all of your worth,
is right on the inside.
mirror mirror on the wall,
i will catch myself,
if i fall.
Copyright © Leah Nicole Robinson | Year Posted 2022
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