Mirror, Mirror

Mirror, Mirror on the wall
Who is the fairest of them all?
Is it the girl that always falls?
Or the one at the mall?

What about the boy who struggles through school?
And tries to be cool.
But everyone thinks him a fool
and is used as a tool.

Mirror, Mirror on the wall
Why do you bring so much pain?
You make me go insane.
I'm not in the right lane.

I want to scream.
Can i wake from this dream?
Will you help me?
Or make me flee?

Mirror, Mirror on the wall
Why must you make me fall?
Why must you make me curl into a ball?
This isn't me at all....

Mirror, Mirror........

The End

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