To me life doesn't have a meaning,
No point and never ending,
I see me in the mirror and I start to realize,
That I'm no beauty,
And so my family told me lies,
They said I had beautiful eyes,
And that I was full of color,
But my eyes are ugly,
My color's dark,
And my body has no shape,
I lean against the mirror,
And think I can't survive,
My eyes get red and teary,
As I begin to cry,
Then I get up,
Away from my reflection,
And tell the mirror goodbye.
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