The girl in the mirror.
i saw her face in the mirror
she's my reflection; my future.
but yet she's weird, she's eccentric,
out of the world, without a clique.
she's lonely and sad, she's crying,
others just walk pass her, laughing.
cos she's ugly, she's not well-liked.
she herself isn't a good sight.
i don't want to be like her,
not her, anyone but her.
she's so average like everyone,
yet in terms of friends, she has none.
she's just hiding in the corner,
wishing to be someone greater.
as much as i don't want to be,
the girl in the mirror is me.
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