Mirror, Mirror, on the wall
Tell me the beautiful lie
Tell me the truest of the all the evils
Show me what I need to see
Show me why I need to see it.
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall
Am I the evil queen?
Old and ugly,
a beautiful mask with a cold heart
seeks only to rule?
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall
Am I the helpless princess?
Young and naive,
pretty with a good soul
but weak without the support of her men?
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall
I don't want to be the fairest of them all
Show me for who I am
Show me what I am
Because what and who are two different questions
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall
Tell me a beautiful lie
Tell me that harshest of all truths
Reveal to me
What I don't want to see.
1 comment:
i feeel its better than the poets -sylvia plath's poem "the mirror"
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