Mirror, mirror on the wall, <br />Who's the fairest of them all? <br />Just as normal the mirror replied, <br />'You are most beautiful, <br />It shall not be denied.' <br />But shallow was that mirror so, <br />It watched her ego grow and grow. <br />'Till one day that mirror grew bored <br />And told her the truth, <br />But seeked no reward. <br />The lies she was told for all those years <br />Stabbed through her heart, <br />But she still shed no tears... <br />Out of anger and rage she threw that mirror down <br />She shattered its glass, <br />But her pain did not drown. <br />So the maiden picked up part of that poor mirrors remains <br />And cut through her skin, <br />But she still felt the pain. <br />So searched and searched to find some rope, <br />That fair maiden was lost, without any hope... <br />If only that mirror had never lied, <br />They both would be here, <br />They never would have died... <br />So in the end it couldn't be clearer, <br />To never trust what you see in the mirror...<br /><br />Carmen Roebuck<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pain-is-beauty/
