Mirror, mirror, on my wall,
I just want to be thin, pretty and tall.

Mirror, mirror, if I change my hair,
Maybe someone will start to care.

Mirror, mirror, if I sharve myself,
At least I'll be beautifull, forget my health.

Mirror, mirror, if I cut my wrist
Will I fell like I exist.

Mirror, mirror, don't you see?
What you show, is running me.

Ich hoffe euch hat das Gedicht gefallen.:)