Mirror, Mirror, On The Wall

Mirror, Mirror, on the wall.
Who's the finest of them all?

Is it that prep girl with all that make-up?
Whom dates and a week later always breakup?

Mirror, mirror, on the wall.
Who's the finest of them all?

Is it that girl who smiles everyday?
And then goes home and feels like her life is a shadow play?

Mirror, mirror on the wall.
Who's the finest of them all?

Is it that girl who puts herself down?
And then looks up, trying not to frown?

Mirror, mirror, on the wall.
Who's the finest of them all?



No matter how many girls you describe to me.
They all hold hidden potential, and that I can guarantee.

Yet, each may hold their own faults.
It is up to them if they want to learn how to waltz.

But if they don't want to use their potential.
Their hopes and dreams will be inconsequential.

As my mirror can only reflect so far.
It is up to you to find the right star.

Reviews

[I Am Svetlana]

I really love the message behind this...that no matter what girls may see or hate about themselves when they look into a mirror, they must understand that they have hidden potential. The expectancy to do great things one day. I find it sad how one simple object such as a mirror can make us put ourselves down so much, to make us hate our skin, want to disappear. But beauty is on the inside, it is revealed through our personalities and passions.

[Sami Khalil]

Thank you for sharing this well written poem...:)...............