Mirror, mirror can't you see? What lies beautifully

and elegant in front of you? Who is she?

 She looks into the mirror as if looking at

someone else as she rubs her hands through

her thick, puffy hair. The mirror is carressing her 

soul. It can see her heart, but her heart is stabbed 

full of darts. It see's not only a beautiful, young 

girl, but also a strong lady at most. It sees the 

hardtimes when she wants to give up, but also

the courageous fight in her. It sees beyond the

things any human being could ever imagine. 

It sees past her old habits, wrongs, and flaws

because her beauty tops it all. The mirror doesn't

see perfect, however she is so very worth it. 

The mirror sees beyond her ambitions and dreams.

Even beyond the deep corriders of the lady that 

stands there. It sees love with so much hope. 

A diamond in the rough, with a smile that's

gold. Mirror, mirror sees it all. She's like the autumn

leaves in the fall. Mirror, mirror, can't you see?