The mirror is a liar

spinning webs of deceit.

It whispered lies in my sleep

and when I woke

I believed them.

.

Mirror, mirror on the wall,

About your lies,

I believed them all.

.

Until one dark and dreary day

I began to understand

that my worth is not measured

by the lies in your hand.

.

That was the day

I was finally free

from the web of lies

that you wove for me.

.

I found the love

that was hiding deep inside.

.

That is something,

lying mirror on the wall

you yourself should try.