Mirror, Mirror

Mirror, mirror
In a frame of pearl
The image upon you
Makes my stomach curl

The chubby figure
The pale, pale skin
The dark blue eyes
With anger within

The light brown hair
With strands of blonde
The pointed nose
Of which I'm not fond

The crooked smile
Displaying braces
The big feet
The fat face

Over it all
Make-up is smeared
To cover the wear
Of seventeen years

Bitten nails
On pudgy fingers
The hands of which
Fresh blood lingers

Mirror, mirror
Look into my entity
Is it different without
Or the same forgotten story?

The tainted mind
Where shadows lurk
Failing to cover
The many quirks

A million scars
From a thousand wars
Fought without knowing
What it was for

The crippled heart
The fighting spirit
Trying its best
To show some grit

The seasons of moods
The waves of emotions
But never does falter
The persistent devotion

There's not much
I can do with this life
All I can think of
Is to write