Mirror Mirror | Aimen Zehra (10)

Sullen eyes

Dancing skies

Sparkling eyes,

Lovely lies.

Mirror Mirror

Always night

A lovely sight

Lush hair

Skin fair

Dancing away

to a land far, far away.

Mirror Mirror

Captured photograph

Conformed, morphed

Who am I?

I don’t know her

Mirror knows me

Wrong Pretty with a photograph,

Only mirror sees through me.

That's me,

Well actually it's not.

This is who I am,

Is it really?

Or is it an illusion

Of who I am, and who

I thought I was?

This is who I am.

But again, it's not.

Mirror Mirror

Take me to a land

far,

far

away,

a place

where I can dance the night away.