What do I see in the mirror?
Do I see a pretty petite girl?
Do I see a girl that shines bright?
Or do I see a girl with lots of fright?
In the mirror I see my reflection
I see a girl with a bright future
I see a girl who wants to be somebody
I see a girl who loves her
But other people tell me otherwise
You are not pretty
You are not worthy
You should take your mask of, it's a disguise
I try not to believe them
But yet they are too strong
I try to take my self away
But I know they are wrong
What do I see in the mirror?
Do I see a pretty petite girl?
Do I see a girl that shines bright?
Or do I see a girl with lots of fright?
No I see me.
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PoesíaIf you have dream, reach for it If you have the chance, take it You only live one life Make it happen. Singer/Songwriter Author 9th grader Disclaimer: I write wicked poems about death and killing. I am not crazy I just think crazy. (That probably...
