When I look into the mirror, guess what I see? Tan, makeup or just plan old me? I look into the mirror, does it lie? No, it doesn't, even though I make it try. I look into the mirror, what do I get? Frowns, sadness discontent? Happiness, gratitude or just plan old fret? This is my reflection, and its what you'll get. I am not stunning nor am a not, I am nothing to me, …showed first 75 words of 279 total…

…showed last 75 words of 279 total…without losing my pride. You look in the mirror, what do you see? Both of us young, pretty and carefree. For I am told I am beautiful, but I'm shallow inside I wear makeup, and I wont change my mind. I'm only 15 and already I fret, That my looks will die, but I must never forget, That beauty is skin deep, and we are all beautiful inside So stand up straight and release your pride!