mirror mirror on the wall

tell me if i've gotten prettier at all.

don't tell me try harder, starve, carve.

mirror mirror on the wall

why is it so hard to stay so small?

i've done all you told me to do 

why do i still fall.


This poem is about: 
Our world


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