~* The mirror *~

Who is that looking back at me
with cheeks still wet from  tears
Why didn't I ever want to face
one of my biggest fears
I tried to hide in arrogance
and lived my life in  daze
For now I know without a doubt
this is the  ugliest face.
 

That face which stares right back at me
is there to make  me see
That mirrors are just only there
to torment girls like me
I am not pretty far from that
that is why I don't count
The best thing I could ever do
is never again to make a sound
 

Cheyenne-©-1997