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I look into the mirror

But I don't see myself

what I see is never me

But it's somebody else



The person looking back at me

Has features I dispise

The figure here in front of me

Has blonde hair and blue eyes



I take off all my make-up

My mouth is in a frown

I feel like I am spinning

My life is up-side-down



I'm no longer pretty

Not like I used to be

The figure in the mirror

Is what everyone will see



They'll hate the way I look

Just like I do myself

I wish I could leave this body

And be somebody else



I've got to do something

But what more can I do

Destroy the one I'm looking at

And look for something new?



I've died my hair,

I've plucked my brows

But I still look the same

Sometimes I'm just too tired

To play this stupid game



Will peolple ever like me

That I do not know

But first I have to like myself

And have to let it show



So I won't change a thing

I'll just look again

Who I see in the mirroor

is really my best friend