Every morning
the mirror says to me,
“Hi there cutie.
You look lovely.
Good choice on the outfit today!
It doesn’t make you look fat at all.”
That darn camera
then says to me,
“I’m not gonna lie
you’re a bit goofy looking.
And let me accentuate your poor choice
in choosing an outfit today.”
I always believed the soothsaying mirror
and cursed the lying camera.
Until I asked, “Why is no one else saying how goofy
I look in pictures?
Don’t they see what I see?
That no-good lying camera.
Unless….
uh-oh,
unless,
it’s the mirror who lies
and I really look like I do
in those darn photos?
Oh.
You no-good lying mirror.
You did me no favors all
these years.”
© 2015 ck’s days

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