A Girl and Her Mirror


Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
who’s the fairest of them all?

Is it she whose face
no paint has taint?
Or she who wears
a camouflage of maquillage?

Is it she whose body fair is wrapped with care
(not even an inch of skin to spare?)
Or she who wears hers with pride
(not even the finest fabric would it dare hide)?

Is it she whose neck and arms
are unadorned with charms?
Or she who wears
litter that glitters?

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
here my plea:
In my nakedness,
let it be me!


Author: Aira Mallapre

Aira, a dreamer by day and crammer by night, has been singing out of tune since 1995.

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