Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Why is it you lie to me?
I'm not that skinny,
Not that pretty,
Why Is it you lie to me?
Different shades of light,
Show different shapes of me,
But the me within the mirror,
Isn't the me I want to be.
I want to feel pretty,
Pretty within this skin of mine,
I don't want to feel judged,
By these judging eyes of mine.
-JLCROW
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Fractured Mind, Heavy Soul
ŞiirLove, Death, Woman empowerment and many more subjects. Nothing is off limits. Fractured Mind, Heavy Soul I'm also taking ideas... GIVE me a subject and I'll try to create a poem based upon it and dedicate it to you.
