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The Girl In the Mirror


Every morning just after five, there she sits My greatest enemy, my biggest fear, in the mirror she’s glaring This is the one so shrill, voice so fearsome She’s there you know, hiding, fearing, seeing That girl in the mirror there she waits It’s all I can do to keep from staring That girl in the mirror ugly and fat so gruesome Everything she hates reflected back as she’s wailing Waiting to find what it means to leave the mirror She hates herself and rightly so, for the truth she can’t deny Who could ever love that ugly girl in the mirror The girl knows it all, the way it is, the way it can never be, as she watches the days go by The blank little world she lives in, it’s all that she has the life in the mirror Blank shadows of passers by And the hurt of knowing the truth that can’t be hidden not from the girl in the mirror How do I know? How do I see? Can I tell you a secret, one between just you and me? That horrible ugly girl in the mirror, Is me
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