Mirror Mirror

Mirror Mirror

Who is the girl in the mirror?

Looking back at me

Mum says it’s my reflection

But the likeness I don’t see

I see her every day

She looks back without blinking

She makes me feel nervous

The feeling of my tummy sinking

Mummy says Im being silly

That I shouldn’t worry

But when I walk past the mirror

Im always sure to hurry

I don’t think it’s a reflection

Standing behind the glass

I think its something else

A figure mean and crass

You see there are small differences

We don’t look exactly the same

Even though the changes are slight

Its really is a shame

My hair is straight and neat

Her hair is messy and wild

I behave very well

She is a feral child

My eyes are big and round

The colour of deep amber brown

Her eyes are small and mean

Peering out under a frown

My hands are gentle and soft

Hers are coarse and ragged

My nails are neatly trimmed

Hera are sharp and jagged

My face is round and smooth

With a delicate chin

Her face is blotchy and rough

Showing off an evil grin

She never smiles when I do

Only stands and glares

Im getting quite scared

Of these evil stares

She beckons me ‘Come closer’

Press my hands upon the glass

She must think Im stupid

‘No Thank You! I’ll Pass!’

At night I hear her call me

Whispering my name

Trying to entice me

To play her wicked game

But now I know exactly

Just what she is

And when I tell you truthfully

Your brain will start to fizz

I know she’s a Demon

Hiding out of sight

But Demons want one thing

For freedom they will fight

The Demon wants us to swap

So she can take my place

And run amok causing chaos

All while wearing my face!

If I go near the mirror

It’s sure to trap me too

But I’ve got plans for my life

I have better things to do

But I have to do something

She gets stronger every day

Im struggling to resist

Her enticement to play

I have an idea, so listen:

Without making a sound

I take the mirror from the wall

And smash it on the ground

Then I’ll take those pieces

So sharp pointy and rough

I’ll throw them in the lake

I’ll show the Demon who’s tough!

While the mirror sinks far down

I will smile with glee

For I have a secret

The Demon is really…Me

A long, long time ago

When the girl was one

I made her touch the mirror

I told her it would be fun

And from that day years ago

The Demon has been free

But the child wants her life back

Which makes things tricky for me

I have come to enjoy

Life beyond the reflection

I have to admit

It really is perfection

And I wont give it up

For any woman, child or man

Im having too much fun

Going back’s not in the plan

So Yes, I smashed the mirror

Sent it to the bottom of the lake

And that child best stay there

For her own sake

But sometimes late at night

When I should be sleeping

I hear sounds from the lake

They sound a lot like weeping

And I know you are all thinking

This really isn’t fair

So here’s another secret

I really DON’T CARE!