The Magic Mirror

I look at my reflection to see my face,
It looks like I've come from out of space.
I move a strand interfering with the reflection of my eye,
My minds keeps on making jokes it can't be a lie.

I touch the glass with my bare hands,
The glass takes over lots of room and takes over all the lands.
The body of the mirror glows,
It looks like modelling showing off its clothes.

I look in the mirror truely to ask who am I?
And I realise I am a person that will always try.
I close my eyes to think of a dream,
I imagine my family having dinner I realise that's my family team.

I see my great grandma in my dream,
She was the one that gave the mirror to me.
She died ages ago before I was born,
My family was sad and our hearts were torn.

I feel so lucky I still have a gift,
Now when I'm sad my feelings lift.
Whenever I'm uncomfortable I look into the mirror,
The thoughts are less confusing and a lot clearer.