In the mirror what do I see?
I see a woman, with ambition, pride and beauty.
With out the mirror what do I think? I think ugly, useless and pathetic.
Where is the mirror when I need it most? Why can't I feel beautiful without it?
Cause words are never forgotten, and that is what ruins me today.
But I am determined to make people realize, I am not the same girl, nor do I intend on going back, so go to hell haters see you in the future where u burn in your grave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem