Mirror, Mirror


United Kingdom

Mirror, mirror in my hand,

Why can't you understand

That you show me everything but what I want to see

And who I want to be


Mirror, mirror on the table

How will I ever be able

To do what I want to do?

This is something that I never knew.


Mirror, mirror on the screen

I have so much that I have seen.

I've always wanted to ask you why,

Why should I even try?


Mirror, mirror on the wall

Why can't I stand proud and tall?

Why can't I love more

And do so without feeling sore?


Mirror, mirror on a stand

Please keep me from feeling bland,

Help me know what to say

And keep me from fading away.

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