The Mouth Offing Mirror

Looking glass, pain in the *, on the wall,
for you not to share all my dreams is such gall.

I look into your cold grinning surface to see,
an entire hard life laughing straight back at me.

Mirror I'm going to paint over your glass.
Once you reflect it, I'll uncover your *.

I'll use all the colors except blue in my set.
Then you'll see just as perfect as
the first time we met.

You better believe it.
You can leave your room when you're sorry.