Turn On The Light Poem by .... Chetty

The mirror has a face
I wonder why she is so sad when she always had such a pretty face
The mirror has a face
Oh Cinderella, there no time for tears drying
Just turn the light on

The many cigarettes I have burned
The smokes don’t float me on the clouds
In the mirror I see my reflection

In the eyes there is a storm but the lightning does not strike through my iris
I am falling apart
I have a broken heart and the pain is searching for healing

Broken mirror on the wall
I am falling apart
Cinderella has no healing

Broken mirror is a warning that someone is inside my thoughts
The nights are stealing all my days
There must be something more meaningful
I want to hold the girl in the mirror
Saying oh Cinderella there is no time for tears dying
Just turn on the light to something beautiful