Magic Mirror

Kira was a pretty girl

Wore her heart out on her sleeve

Always searching for connection

In every soul she'd meet

She could light up any room

With a smile soft and warm

But every night she'd disappear

Into the glow before the storm

A little magic mirror

In the palm of her hand

Promising perfection

She could never understand

She'd scroll through painted faces

And impossible dreams

Wondering why her real life

Didn't look like the screen

Mirror mirror in my phone

Who's the fairest of them all?

Why do I feel so broken

Every time I start to scroll?

You sell a thousand perfect lies

Till a heart forgets its worth

That little glowing mirror

Can convince you you're the worst

Kira had a voice so pure

Make an angel stop and hear

And the soul of a poet

Who could pull beauty from tears

But the mirror kept on whispering

"You could still be something more"

So she started eating less

Than she ever had before

People said, “You look amazing”

So the hunger grew again

And every compliment became

Another war she had to win

But the mirror still insisted

She was somehow falling short

Till she fought herself in secret

Behind a locked bathroom door

Mirror mirror in my phone

Who's the fairest of them all?

Why do I feel so empty

Every time I hear your call?

You sell a thousand perfect lies

Wrapped in filters, lights, and fame

Till a beautiful young girl

Can barely recognize her name

Her weight dropped like a hammer

And her health began to fade

But her voice stayed just as beautiful

Though her body slowly changed

Her family cried beside her

Her friends tried to break through

But that little magic mirror

Said “They're jealous of you”

And that's the cruelest part of all

Those screens don't really care

They'll feed your fears forever

Just to keep you trapped in there

Because people post illusions

Every highlight, every frame

While hiding all the loneliness

And every bit of pain

So if your heart starts breaking

From the things you think you see

Remember cameras lie

And so does insecurity

Trust the hands that hold you close

Trust the voices that are real

Not a machine designed to keep

Your deepest wounds unhealed

Mirror mirror in my phone

You don't know me after all

You can't measure someone's beauty

By their body standing small

The people who truly love you

See the light beneath your skin

And no little glowing screen

Gets to tell you who you've been

These little magic mirrors

That connect us to the world

Can also leave deep scars

Inside a precious boy or girl

So trust your family and friends

Before the lies behind the glass

Because that screen won't love you back

When your strength begins to crack