Mirror, mirror on the wall, Who's the prettiest of them all?
She looks in the mirror and wonders about her pouty lips, her nose, her slanted almond eyes
She asked where she came from and no one answers
Her heart bleeds to know
Mirror, mirror, why can't she see that she's the prettiest of them all.
Always the odd one out, wondering if she could ever reach greatness
The one picked last, she feels she's not the one
The one who'll never have someone by her side
Mirror, Mirror on the wall, is it even all worth it?
The tears, the screams, the fights
Her heart hurts to know if she'll ever be at peace
Mirror, Mirror, why can't she see she's enough.
She's going way too fast, and if she doesn't stop now, the anger will consume her!
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, I only wish she saw herself through my eyes...
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