Why is it that when you think of meeting someone new;
and the chemistry you hope starts to flare.
The mirror you look in each and every day;
just really doesn't freakin' seem to care.
Why can't it just show me what I want to see;
not looking for beauty beyond all compare.
Instead of this person who stands here right now;
how can it be so totally unaware.
This moves and it shouldn't, this doesn't and it should;
oh lord I really need help.
What in the world can I do to make me all new;
instead of dealing with what I've been dealt.
So now I've decided and I know what I'll do;
the sure way to fix all these woes.
I'm breaking this mirror and throwing it out;
what I don't see...well, we'll see how this goes.
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