Look into the mirror sweetie
What is it you see ,
a pretty face that would grace the walls of an angels gallery,
or an ugly whore with a weeping sore
and a look that would scare the devil ?
Come on now, on the level
Tell me what you see
Look into the mirror sweetie
what is it you see,
a pretty face still fresh with love
or a gnarled old hag with haggard lines and cheeks that sag
and eyes so full of hate ?
Come on now, give it straight
Tell me what you see
Look into the mirror sweetie
What is it you see,
the flame of youth or the ashes of time
hope at what' s to come, or despair at what has gone
Come on now, what's it to be ?
But before you give an answer
Stop pretending you aren't me. |
Submission Name: Reflections
