As I stare into the mirror
I can’t describe what I see
My vision is so blurry
But I know that ahead is a picture of me
She is just so plain and simple
Not at all unique
No glamour of the movie stars
Not the pearliest of white teeth
Her clothes are somewhat tattered
Worn from years of use
She tries to smile
But suddenly she gets confused
What is there to smile about
There is nothing here to see
Some changes must be made
She has to be the woman you want her to be
So out she pulls her makeup bag
That allows her to doodle away
She starts to prepare everything
And brush makeup on her face
She highlights her eyes
The eyes that she thought you never knew
She paints her lips so carefully
Those lips which always yearned to kiss you
She works on her masterpiece
She even does her hair
She curls it like the girls you like
She wants you to stare
And soon when she is satisfied
She will finally smile
And put down all of her brushes
And begin to dress herself in a new style
All of this for you
Not an ounce of it for me
Yet when I finally reveal myself
It isn’t I that you see
Her eyes are so much brighter
Her clothes are so brand new
Her waist is definitely smaller
Her smile is pearly white too
She has just everything
Everything I wanted to be
I wanted to make you happy
But she is prettier than me
Her looks catch your attention
While my looks are just a bore
You ask her out on dates
And it hurts me to the core
My feelings are so hurt
I can’t paint on what I am not underneath
I can’t even compete
I don’t stand a chance
I get it
She’s prettier than me