PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

My mirror hates everything I put on to wear

It hates my face, my clothes and my hair

It mutilates my reflection, makes me look fat

I hate this mirror and its evil laugh

Trick mirror, admit it, you never told a lie

But each time I look into you, I just want to die

Why can’t you tell me I’m beautiful and fair?

But instead into my desolate eyes you stare

Convincing me I’m ugly over and over again

You’re worse than all those cruel womanizing men

You make me hate me with each look you give

Telling me I’m so ugly I just shouldn’t live

And everyone thinks I’m over exaggerating

But your cruel looks keep on equating

What can I do to make you love me?

What can I say to make this trick mirror see

That I’m beautiful and say it; tell me, please!!

But again I’m falling back onto my knees

Purging up everything I eat, everything inside

Just so that one time I could look and not cry

And it just doesn’t work, you’re still laughing at me

Laughing because you know what I see

Why can’t you just lie to my mind?

But you’re too honest and I’m too blind

Trick mirror, you gather with your friends

Cuz no matter which I look at, it’s the same again

Tell me I’m fat, I’m ugly, I know

But couldn’t just once, something beautiful show?

If I broke you, it would kill me too much

Cuz your jagged edge would cut to the touch

No matter what I do, what I say or want

My reflection in this trick mirror will always haunt