Mirror, Mirror,
On the wall
She just wants to be pretty, slim and tall
Mirror, Mirror,
Why must you make her feel like a freak?
Do you not realize that it makes her so weak?
Mirror, Mirror,
If she changes her hair
Will somebody finally care?
Mirror, Mirror,
If she fixes her face
Will she no longer feel as if she's a waste of space?
Mirror, Mirror,
Will a blade to the wrist
Give her a reason to exist?
Mirror, Mirror,
You make her want to end it all
She always seems to feel so small
Mirror, Mirror,
All you seem to do is offend
When all she really wanted was a friend
Mirror, Mirror
The scars she has will never heal
How does that make you feel?
Mirror, Mirror,
What you show her, cuts worse than a knife
It might even make her take her own life
Mirror, Mirror,
Do you not see the tears on her cheek?
She might not be here next week
Mirror, Mirror,
She is finding it difficult to survive
All she wants is to feel alive
Mirror, Mirror,
Do you see that puddle of red?
Now she is close to dead
Mirror, Mirror,
Save her from it
You are the only one, who can make her quit
Mirror, Mirror
Do something
Anything
Mirror, Mirror,
You watch her sit there going through hell
This is not some happy story to tell
Mirror, Mirror
Time is ticking by
Fix it before she says goodbye
Mirror, Mirror
You cannot let her do this
She hasn't even had a first kiss
Mirror, Mirror,
She has so much life left, don't be cruel
Nor a blind fool
Mirror, Mirror,
Her decision was made
As she felt that cool blade
Slash
Mirror, Mirror,
Now she lays, forever in deep sleep
While you stand there, continuing to weep
Mirror, Mirror,
This is your fault, you must live with that guilt
Because of all that hurt and pain you had built
Mirror, Mirror,
You had your chance
Now you no longer get a second glance
Mirror, Mirror,
You made her life ever so rough
She had no energy to stay tough
Mirror, Mirror,
To live, she had every right
But she no longer found, a reason to fight
Mirror, Mirror,
You showed her all those small imperfections
And not the many beautiful and unique perfections
Mirror, Mirror,
She is at peace at last
But why did her life have to end so fast?
Mirror, Mirror
You just added to her pain and sorrow
Never thinking of how she would feel tomorrow
Mirror, Mirror,
Now she is gone, never to return
Perhaps now you should give up your turn
Mirror, Mirror,
We all play the game of life
It should never end with a knife
Mirror, Mirror
Has she passed your stupid test?
As she stays in an endless rest
Mirror, Mirror,
What else shall I say?
If only she could go back to the day
Mirror, Mirror,
She must regret the day you were bought
It would have changed a whole damn lot.
YOU ARE READING
Dark Reflections
PoetryPeople don't want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas. Their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their messes cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just the big scary unknown.
