I do not know what you see
When you stand there looking at me
You say I'm beautiful, you say I'm cute
But I don't see it, so I must dispute
You tell me everyday what you think
My mirror and you are not in sync
My mirror shows me all my flaws
So what's the use, why not pause?
I know you believe I'm so much more
You say I'm what you have always asked for
I'm trying to see what you can see
But all I see in the mirror is imperfect me
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