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If I held a mirror up to the world

And they could see themselves clear

They could call themselves ugly

and bare

Just like an anorexia

looking in the mirror

But looking in the mirror

Only causes them to become more ugly



If they only looked in the mirror

And saw something pretty

Then the world wouldnt be ugly

Turn away from the mirror

Be happy for what you cant see

It's a narrow perception really

But what you see

Is not you



The mirror is distorted like the world

Because they can see too much

Stop relying on one single sense

Because do you have it when your dead?

What it all really means in the end



This world we live in is ugly

but looking in a mirror doesnt help

It seems a state of critism

And makes it all imperfect

Like as it seems to me

What is ugly? What is pretty?

What is right? What is wrong?

The mirror is only a misconception

Of our believes

the core of faded and demented mental image