Power to Transform

Mirror you don't look so great,

you look so much like me,

my face to my reflection, wait,

is that how i really seem?

My frown should be upside down,

my hair should be combed,

I rather much would like to smile,

I haven't done so in a while,

I speak to you, to tell the truth,

I want to break free of this way of life,

I want to live under different rules,

Though you do not tell me I am pretty,

You do not tell me I am right,

You do not utter a single word,

This chalkboard paint shall be the least,

and better thing to do,

I'll make you say what I need to think,

and never have to frown at you,

You'll be different, yes, of course,

you'll no longer be able to peak at me,

Though you'll be my thoughts and heart,

a drawing, a piece of work,

Mirror you don't look so great,

now that you met you have met your fate.