Mirror, mirror

Mirror mirror I once asked you, who was the fairest in the land? You scoffed and spat 'not you,' at me. You looked me in eye and told me I wasn't good enough I had boobs like that of a cherry And a body like that of a tree, Shapeless and deformed, not at all beautiful. Mirror mirror I asked who was the fairest in the land You pointed at the girl next door, She has a great body you said, Nice rosy lips, With a bosom men would kill to lay their heads, A grabbable behind and the face of an angel. Mirror mirror I asked who was the fairest in the land, You ignored me and I couldn't break you because they all loved you. You showed them what they wanted to see And told them what they liked to hear, All of them but me. So, mirror mirror, Who is the fairest in the land? I say me! I am the fairest in the land You do not define me, I now see what you don't see. I see what you don't reflect, I love me for me You do not define me.