Fixed My Mirror

That I don't like to be told

One time it said you look old
I said "I know but age on me doesn't have a hold"

Then came the tired, black eyes matter
I said "I know since the
Kids, I don't sleep any better"

Ohh but look what happened to you hair
"I know its a mess, I am too tired care"

You know high hells will help with your figure
"But mirror I'd rather run around in the sun, I really don't care if I look bigger"

But look at those wrinkles and folds
I smiled and said "through them my journey is told"

I wanted to smash that old thing
But I decided to fix it instead
I drew a happy face and some wings
Because this is how I feel within