There is an image of me that everyone may see,
It is the image of the kind of person I want to be.
I do my best when I look in the mirror,
to see the same girl at the center.
The mirrors tells all, about your mood,
Catching your reflection if your happy or you brood
The extra five pounds you gained on vacation
The truth when it comes to honesty station
Look in the mirror and tell me,
Who is it today that you see?
Is it different each time?
Is your personality like sampling many wines?
The mirror tells all it is the truth,
You watch it wash away your youth,
Sometimes you just want to hide
the truth in the mirror which is not on your side