by Precelia Acosta
I've seen this image, this figure, so many times
Never have I noticed the warts and filth on this face
Now that I have it is now a stranger
I passed by it hallucinating and expecting it
to look like this beautiful, amazing princess
But instead the Magic in the Picture has now faded
and it's place is the truth, warts and all
Behind all the fake smiles ad evil eyes
lies the lies and tears and angry hearts
the Magic Picture on the wall has revealed
my true nature, my true face
It has revealed what I already know, but
just didn't want to admit
the wretched mess of my character, the ugliness of my soul.
This mirror...
shows the truth
I've seen this image, this figure, so many times
Never have I noticed the warts and filth on this face
Now that I have it is now a stranger
I passed by it hallucinating and expecting it
to look like this beautiful, amazing princess
But instead the Magic in the Picture has now faded
and it's place is the truth, warts and all
Behind all the fake smiles ad evil eyes
lies the lies and tears and angry hearts
the Magic Picture on the wall has revealed
my true nature, my true face
It has revealed what I already know, but
just didn't want to admit
the wretched mess of my character, the ugliness of my soul.
This mirror...
shows the truth
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