It's better than broken

Full-length mirror

Hung in the hall

Is this actually me

Am I really this tall?

Lower your heals

And stop trying to cheat

It has to be you

With such off putting feet

No one else in the morning

Even bothers to ask

They're straight through the door

With their sandwich and flask

You on the other hand

Linger and moan

You can't find your diary

You've, mislaid your phone

And stop breathing in

Till you see a size eight

You'll develop a stoop

And the rest will inflate

Just cut out the chocolates

Stop slicing and grate

Don't lounge on the sofa

And stay up till late

Stop relying on me

To make you feel good

I'm your 'reflected gaze'

Try looking in wood

You complexion is greyish

Your eyes sinking in

Your spots can be joined

And your hair needs a bin

I'm simply just shiny

I cannot, tell lies

Don't zoom past on your knees

And stop closing your eyes

Is it my fault, you humans

Refuse my advice?

Try walling me in

That way I'd be nice

Fact is off putting

Unawareness a friend

I'm distorted sand

Unable to bend

Do you think its so easy?

Watching your gape

Hung on a nail

With no means of escape?

Go find your makeup

Its truly your friend

A swipe of foundation

You'll be on the mend

Rustic fudge for your pout

Vanilla pod eyes

Ebony lashes

That stick out like lies

Fever pitch nails

And shoes on your feet

Your hair stiff as cardboard

Tights, firming your seat

Then the world is your oyster

Until seven or eight

Then I watch you again

Cavorting your gait

If I could ever distort

What I, actually see

I'd no longer hang here

Famous I'd be

Etched into history's every page

Transforming egos

Defying age

In every household

I'd be hung up with pride

Not stuck in the hall

Watching Dracula's bride

You think your life's hard

Try mine its just token

Thank the lord, I am mute

Its better than broken

lex ?03