The Mirror
Look,
Your inner beauty is showing,
wipe your tears,
forget about what other took.
Girl you are stunning,
just come take a look,
you used to be easy to read,
like an open book.
But now you keep to yourself'
like you're locked away.
Baby girl who made you this way?
Look,
your inner beauty is showing,
the most important part of you.
Even when your outer beauty is showing,
inner beauty will always be apart of you.
Come take a look,
wipe your tears,
be all ears.
I'm telling you about the beauty in you.
No longer will you walk will your head held down,
keep your head held high
and look,
your inner beauty is glowing.
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