Mirror mirror, on that wall
hardly pictures me at all.
Why can't feeble people see
the girl beyond the mirror: me!
Mirror mirror, made of glass
tells my future, present, and past.
Holds all of my triumphs and mistakes
and all of the decisions that I'll make.
Mirror mirror, soon to break
showed all of the paths I'd have to take.
Cracking, falling; the glass has shattered;
the girlin the glass.....that's all that mattered!
- Title: The Mirror Me
- Artist: Holy angel1441
- Description: Just a little poem that hatched in my twisted brain~!
- Date: 08/05/2009
- Tags: mirror