The girl in the mirror, that looks back,
She seems very unlike and better than me
Her room is so perfect, her clothes immaculate,
Her face is so beautiful; rosy cheeks and bright blue eyes,
Her teeth are ideal.
Her smiles so perfect, some how, it just doesn’t seem right.
She stares back dumb founded, and I am surprised,
Could that be me? Or am I asleep?
I must be fantasizing; I cant be that girl, in that glossy world,
I have so many flaws; I can’t even count them,
Life is so much different on the other side of the looking glass.

Then I think to myself, maybe that really is me,
Or maybe how I want to exist,
Or maybe, just maybe, that’s how I look,
To everyone else, in the world.
We all see life unlike the next person,
Sometimes the same things appear differently,
I can’t imagine how, maybe it’s a flaw of the human eye…
Life is so much different for that girl inside the mirror.