We look in to the mirror what is it we see it's someone there staring back at me.
Can you see how tired I look do i even care
Looking in the mirror was just to brush my hair
Should I add some colour should I pluck a brow should I even care how I look right now
I wish that mine was enchanted just as i took a look just like out of a fairy tale book
I wouldn't see a princess I wouldn't see a queen I'd maybe see a different person iv just not seen
So maybe when I look tomorrow a different day it will be,
hopefully I will be looking back at me.
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- Comment from author about the poem: Some days just dont want to look in that mirror.
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LOL. My mirror plays tricks too. Some old stranger who looks a bit like my dad has taken over.
Hahahah yup I blame my mirror for everything lol.
Sometimes one must. When the hairs sprouting out my nose start poking me in the eye, I'm forced to check it out...
Hahaha
You never see the real you in a mirror, it is only a reflection of the real you and the real you will be that princess.
Like d a I too see my Dad lookin at me in the mirror!
Andy
Thankyou
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