Mirror
They say that im the dream child, Yet i just dont understand,
why my life is filled with drama, why i would try to take it wih my own hands,
i see that its not working which means that god do have a plain,
for the little girl who have been aboused that live deep down within,
so that when i look into the mirror i well see the beauty in me,
by proving everyone wrong and stop sabotaging what is right,
so that i will to have the chance to take back the power that is mine,
walk around with a smile and the love in my heart that would have found,
for god tells me evey day that i am shattered but not yet broken,
and refuse to let me go another second with a frown,
so when i look into the mirror i will see how much ive grown,
with a rainbow in the sky to show he's proud of me,
and to let me know he's walking by my side,
and the wormth of sun as a hug to know he's smiling down on me!!!!
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