Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Who is the strangest of them all?
I think I'm the one; I was made all wrong:
My eyes drip when I'm sad, my skin's not too strong.
Mirror, mirror, above my bed,
Is it true normal people don't fall on their head?
Is true that if they stutter when they speak
It's simply a setback and not called weak?
Mirror, mirror, my insides aren't right,
My bone broke in two, my eyes hurt in the light,
My lip burst apart when I bit it too hard,
My arm started bleeding when I fell on a shard.
Mirror, mirror, so what do I do?
I bleed when I'm cut, is that normal to do?
Am I some strange breed whose bones can break?
Was I made this way or am I a mistake?
Oh, mirror, mirror, my eyes leaked today,
Someone hit me and I felt the sting stay.
Is something in me broken? Did I move something wrong?
If I leak any more does it mean I'm not strong?
Mirror, mirror, I want to be strong,
One tear escaped after being dry so long.
I had almost made it, I thought they were gone,
But I guess I'll never be quite that strong.
Mirror, mirror, there's nothing I can do,
I mean, I can't even talk to anyone but you.
I'm not at all cut out for this life,
My walls always break with the smallest bit of strife.
Mirror, mirror, Mama saw me draw red,
I swear I didn't mean it, I thought she was in bed.
I think I could have stayed good if no one was there,
But now I think I feel the walls seeping out of my hair.