The Mirror Is My Enemy

Mirror, mirror, on the wall

Here we meet again

You’ve seen me rise and fall

You’ve been the cause of all my pain


Thinking back to all my gloomy days

When I turned to you for support

You only showed your dirty ways

And broke the rope short


In my attempts to feel pretty

I turned to you in self pity

You turned around and showed no mercy

As you broke me down, made me feel ugly


Mirror, mirror on the wall

Here we meet again

This time I’m standing tall

Free of all my pain


For many years you were to blame

It was for the wrong reasons

Oh, how deeply I feel the shame

I was only battling my demons


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