Mirror, Mirror in my room 
                              Why I can't look like a flower that blooms 
                              Pretty petals all around 
                              with bumble bees buzzing around 
                              Mirror, mirror in my room 
                              my head blows up like a hot air balloon 
                              I look at myself thinking I'm extra pretty 
                              but in real life I just look real shitty 
                              But mirror, mirror in my room 
                              with lipstick written with xo's and kisses 
                              I realize I love myself, all my flaws 
                              no matter if I'm weird, fat or tall 
                              Mirror, Mirror I got a message 
                              Thanks for being there 
                              Now I've learned my lesson 
                                      
                                          
                                   
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We've All Been Through It
PoesíaThis is not just poetry, it's poetry based on what really goes on in life. We've all been through it haven't we?
 
                                               
                                                  