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Brick Wall

I hit a dead end,

It seems

I stood there for a moment

Surveyed my surroundings

The brick wall stood massively in front of me

Many would have turned back

Others would have climbed it

Some may have tried to take it down

Others may have built a door

But I

I simply walked around it

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Reflections of the Mirror

mirror mirror on the wall

I see a girl who’s not so tall

she’s not as pretty as can be

nor is she as elegant or attractive

her eyes are too small; her nose not as high

her hair is always unruly

her cheeks too chubby

her hips too wide

no curves to compliment


she cries in silence and in whisper

SMASH! goes the mirror

if only she can

she’s no Snow White,

no sleeping beauty like Aurora

no beauty like Belle

more like a beast

…..or worst


the mirror on the wall

she wish that it would fall

it paints a picture undesirable

its reflections show a girl, vulnerable


but if the mirror could only reply

it would tell the truth, not a lie

it would tell her she is fair, fairest of all

inside and out

and that is without a doubt

do not compare yourself to others

it would say

for everyone is unique, including you

you grow more beautiful

day by day

if you look at the otherside of the mirror

you’ll see what is true, what is real


reflections, refractions

depends on what you want to see

or what you wish to see

it reflects the best or the worst

depending on which side

you want to see


mirror mirror on the wall

I hope to see what you see

the eyes that see

what’s real; what’s beautiful

in me