Mirror, Mirror, on the wall
Don’t you know what you do to me?
I catch a glimpse of myself
And I hate what I see.
But I can't explain myself because I’m not myself
But then who could I possibly be?
Don’t you know what you do to me?
I catch a glimpse of myself
And I hate what I see.
But I can't explain myself because I’m not myself
But then who could I possibly be?
Sparkle1pops
Join the Discussion
This article has 1 comment. Post your own!