The Other Side of the Mirror
When one looks in the mirror
We all wonder what’s on the other side
Is the image we see on the front
Just us trying to hide
Never have I been someone different
Never have I tried to change
I am me on the front
And give myself a wide range
Never will I wear make-up
Or change the color of my nails
For without all that stuff
I am proud of all my fails
I may not be the prettiest
And I may not be the best
But I can say till I die
I was different from the rest
I am loved for my confidence
And for always staying true
Because it’s not about what you think
But about what I do
I’ll change this world for the better
Be an entrepreneur, orthodontist, and more
And no one is going to stop me
Because I have no filter, just an open door
So behind my mirror
It’s still just me
And this mirror
Will never change what I see
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