A poem about a woman who looks into a mirror for some answers.

Mirror, mirror, look at me.

Tell me what I ought to be.

Shall I be a doctor.

Shall I be a nurse.

Shall I drive a sports-car

Or shall I drive a hearse.

Mirror, mirror, tell me the truth.

How shall I maintain my youth?

Shall I get a nose job.

Shall I get a tummy tuck.

Shall I dance on air

Or waddle like a duck.

Mirror, mirror, you are so wise.

You never spread rumors or lies.

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  • Christine Ramsay on Jan 2, 2012

    I love the poem. I am afraid to look in the mirror these days.

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