Mirror of a teenage soul

Mirror Mirror on the wall
Why do people always fall?
They can enver pick themselves up right
They try not to but they cry all night

Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the face on you I see?
She is staring back at me
Her tear stained face and crying eyes
Shows the signs of her self-despise

Please mirror mirror help me please
She me a face that's happy and glad
Show me the face that I once had
Help me to be the girl i used to be
Help me be the old me

Mirror Mirror now broken on the floor
This is a girl we can't ignore
Her black heart now just a hole
These are the troubles in a teenage soul...

this is a poem i wrote when i was really sad one night...i know it stinks because well i could barely function but i like the idea....help me make it better

comment plz...
xoxo