Mirror

I look into the mirror,
But what do I see?
I see a girl so pretty and live
Could that be me?!
She’s got make up on,
Her smile from east to west
Her clothes are just the best
I ask myself again, is that –?
is that really me?!
I bet people think I’m perfect
My image,
Is all they’re interested in?
I ask myself…
Is that enough??

I look into the mirror,
I look deep with in me,
All these emotions
Are bottled up inside,
People think I’m perfect
Does perfect mean
You have a broken heart?
Does it mean your parents are apart?!
Or is it that your friends
Can’t trust you anymore?

I look into the mirror,
But all I see is me…

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