looking in a mirror
revealing all my flaws
in that shiny thing we call a mirror
stealing all my confidence
standing there in shame
looking insane
but go ahead and look back
who knows in another eyes you may look like the fairest of them all
but those who are in vane of there graceful face
will eventually, pay for there arrogant ways
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem