Mirror Mirror Hates the Wall

why is it that you stare back at me
i hang here on this filthy,
disgusting wall
and you walk by
and fix your hair
never stoping to say
oh the mirror has gotten dusty
i have hung in this spot for as long as i can remember
but you
you get to walk and talk
but i sit here mute
thinking about how to get myself down
to be able to walk and talk
and
well thast not going to happen is it
i get so mad i could shatter
i hate this spot
this one wall
it's all i've ever seen
i wish to travel
to dance
to speak
my frame is becoming old and
one day
you will do away with me
like everything else you don't need
but when i'm gone
who will you look at when you fix your hair
who will you yell at when something goes wrong
and who will i have to envy
just take me opp this wall thats all i need
this wall
this horrible wall
it is so lifeless
so dead
but to you
so am i
the saying goess mirror mirror on the wall
but has anyone ever thought that the wall needs us
that we don't need it
we hate the wall