Have you ever held a battle with yoruself
That you just can't seem to win
The mirror takes a whole new twist
and changes your accpetance into insecurity
Images, stature, physical appearance
It is all about how others view you
And if you are one rung short of the ladder
They wath you fall, laughing
My mirror argues with me
Day after day it displays images
so atrocious and nasty
that my eyes try to squeeze out the acid
Does my mirror lie
Or do my eyes decieve me
my heart only wishes this was so
For the mirror tells the ugly truth