My Mirror

My mirror is rude

Since I saw the dude

He looks so elegant

I, so simple and bland

He looks ready for modeling

I, well...I need re-modeling

For instance, my hair

Let's just say, are difficult to bear

My eyes need specs

Its beauty, it never reflects

My face is just so ordinary

Its details are not necessary

My smile is just fine

And his is a sign

Sign of him noticing me

Sign of the mirror respecting me

For when today, he smiled back

Mirror said I am back on track

Now I look great

Mirror is my new mate

It appreciates my face, my hair, my eyes

Now, I believe that a mirror never lies