Mirror, Mirror
Published Mar 06, 2005
Mirror, mirror on the wall
You're not playing fair at all
I'm really now upset with you
For giving your distorted view
You show my hair is turning gray
It's just the way the shadows play
I know that you're not hanging straight
To make me look so over weight
The way you show a double chin
Is just the way the light comes in
I think I'm fine, but you're so wise
To put such accent on my thighs.
I wish you'd try to be my friend
And tell me I'm a little thin
Just tell me I look good in jeans
And frilly shirts and pretty things.
Please don't let the wrinkles show
I'd like to have a pretty glow
I see you won't respond at all
So I'll just tear you off the wall.
Originally published March 07, 2005.
