A weak smile from a strong girl
Battling the world around her
And the lies
Whispered seductively in her ears
A perfect image
In a shattered mirror
Her only window of the world looking in
Dead rose petals
Bring life to her dying room
A hand to hold her
Above the waves of doubt
And to teach a million years of trust
An impossible task
In a world of cosmetic clones
In a city of Mr. Wrong
