The mirror gives a distorted picture
When you put your make-up on
Upon your face lies a peculiar mixture
That does not show whether it is right or wrong
The mask that you wear
When you leave your house
Conceals everything and nothing
And does not show you have any doubts
Your insecurity is so fragile
Just as fragile as the glass
The frosted glass of the mirror
In the bathroom, there were a sharp razor
Lies patiently waiting for you to pick it up
The mirror gives a distorted picture
When you clean your make-up off
On your face lays a shade of darkness
You were weak, and the razor strong
And now it Shows us Clearly
That there was something wrong
1 comments, click here to leave a comment:
Beautifully written Will ..... super translated Sven ...Photo is what creepy Greetings Mike USA
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