Mirrors

All my life,

Used, abused, accused.

But now, no longer amused.

I see you, you see you.

Don't you see me?

Do you think I am ugly?

The fairest of them all, because I said so,

But to no avail, I dont even get a thank you?

Snow gets all the acclaim, all the value

Did it ever occur to anyone

I want to feel beautiful too