Save me, dear Mirror

For the longest of my wicked years

Cursed in darkness as a witch

One day, hopeful, I find my spell

A change forever you will not tell,

Mirror, Mirror, on bloody wall
cast me what beauty makes Snow White

Her pale, smooth skin and soft-like eyes

It is her rarest look that I do despise

Dear Mirror, tell me what is wrong

I've went to worlds, read many books

But none do lift my burden for a time until—
someone said: your beauty, I wish, were mine.