Mirror Mirror

Mirror Mirror,
on the wall,
tell me the truth,
do I look good at all?
I may be a little bit plump,
my makeup's never the same,
I do try me best though,
but it's never good enough, I feel ashamed.

Mirror Mirror,
on the wall,
why do I have to be me?
Why can't I be small?
I guess god made me this way,
I guess this is how I'm supposed to be,
but mirror mirror,
who are you to judge me?