Mirror mirror on the wall
Who’s the ugliest of them all?
Could it be me with the bad skin
And the opposite of thin
The one who laughs too much
And goes quiet with a hush
Who has friends but no invites
Brushes off the words that bites
Never cries in fear of vulnerability and weakness
And is now numb and dreamless
Who’s life is a lazy mess
Doesn’t do anything and still has stress
And to the mirror on the wall
I must say I’d have to be the ugliest of them all

I will live on
with or without you.

I won't cry,
I  won't die.
I will live on
with or without you.

With you, life can be
a smooth journey.
Without you
it will be lonely,
but
I will live on
With or without you.

My life is not mine alone -
It's tethered to my family and friends.
For them,
I will live on
with or without you.

Don't tell all
and people
won't with you
find fault

I've to be brief-
listeners are busy
they will rush
for the door
when they regard
my extra words
as unnecessary

Bright moon above me
Ocean waves wash tears away
Warm breeze blankets me

Bullets, bombs, and broken glass
Shards, shells, left strewn
Across the floor
As thin as ice

A life built on lies
A past buried deep inside
A house of cards
You'll never know why

So, forget
That I'm hanging from the edge
Forget that I am
Finding courage through the pain

Through the tears
And the weakened nerves
Tell me
How to learn to live

You have a way with words
She says
Little does she know
I've been rehearsing

We talk about the
past like it's a
movie we
watched together.
You liked the
cinematography.
I didn't care for the
cruelty of the
protagonist.

We disagree on the
theme, and every
scene holds different
aspects of
symbolism for us.
I'm not sure I want
there to be a sequel,
despite the good
acting.