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Mirror, mirror on the wall...

Must you point out every flaw?

I try to be who I really am.

Can't you see? I'm beautiful.

 

I watch them act the way they do.

I go unnoticed down the hall.

Does anyone see what's inside?

Who's really the fairest of them all?

 

What's with the world these days - 

Acting like we're all the same?

Different faces, different places..

We're perfect the way we are.

 

Mirror, mirror on the wall...

Must you point out every flaw?

I try to be who I really am.

Can't you see? I'm beautiful.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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