mirrors

mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all? no not i, as you may have guessed, for my breaking point is at it's best. when I look at my reflection, all I see are needed corrections. everyone else will disagree, and say there's nothing wrong with me. if only I could believe you, but I'm always back to old routines I assure you. don't tell me you understand, just offer me your hand. but don't get pushy if I give it back, interventions will just put me back on track, and who wants that? I know it doesn't have to be this way, and it doesn't happen everyday. but it freaks me out, I'm dI'minishing doubt. slowly thinking it's ok, to let my insides decay. sounds lovely right? do I like it? I just might. all the same I know it's wrong, in fact I knew it all along. so why am I always back at square one? let's end this with a twist, how will you take this? mirror mirror on the wall, who's the thinnest of them all...