What do you see in the mirror? I see eyes that have endored much pain i see weakness deep down inside fear. I see my dark red lips that are dry like dessert. My lips that are like a untouch grave yard. My experssion may have a smile depending on the day the time maybe even the month. My cheeks a rose red with small freckles peeking through those rose red cheeks like how the sun starts to rise. My eyelashes painted with a coat of black of mascare. Lips can be painted with any color of the rainbow. When i smile these cute things called dimples arise but only on one side. When i smile they come out from hiding. Rember those eyes have witness wonderful things but also dreedful terriable things. Those lips are dark and are like a untouched graveyard. My expression changes all the time my cheeks are rosey rexd who knows what my expression would be tommrow or how much pain i have endured. A pretty face hides the most secrets
