By CHRISTINE MULVIHILL
The way that people think sometimes makes me sick
The way we criticize so hard and judge so quick,
Before you judge me look in the mirror
All of the sudden things become much clearer.
You just see face and the hair, lips and the eyes
But I know all your secrets and I know your lies,
If you look closer you will see
That deep down you’re no better than me.
I see past the make up for what you really are
Just a regular person covering a scar,
Hidden in your mind, a place you don’t go
Memories and things you’d rather people don’t know.
We all have those secrets buried deep inside
Things that we’d do almost anything to hide,
We try to cover with make up clothes and that certain grace
But when you look in the mirror it’s staring you in the face.
You can put on the act and the make up too
But I can see, right through you,
You’re just another girl, wanting to be accepted
Fearing the burn of being rejected,
Falling into the trap of mindless trends
Just envied by your friends,
Thinking that once you got it then you’re in
But you still feel the emptiness from within.
So foolish so blind people can be
Take off those colored contacts and you’ll see.