Mirror, mirror on the wall,  

Who’s the fairest of them all?  

Is it the one with the brightest smile,  

Or the one who hides behind it?

Mirror, mirror on the wall,  

Who’s the fairest of them all?  

Is it the flawless skin, unmarked by time,  

Or the scars that tell stories of survival?

Mirror, mirror on the wall,  

Who’s the fairest of them all?  

Is it the eyes that sparkle with joy,  

Or the ones that have known sorrow and still shine?

Mirror, mirror on the wall,  

Who’s the fairest of them all?  

Is it the voice that speaks softly,  

Or the one that roars against injustice?

Mirror, mirror on the wall,  

Who’s the fairest of them all?  

Is it the heart that loves easily,  

Or the one that’s been broken and yet dares to love again?

Mirror, mirror on the wall,  

Who’s the fairest of them all?  

Is it the beauty that fades with time,  

Or the strength that grows with every trial?

Mirror, mirror on the wall,  

Who’s the fairest of them all?  

Is it the person they see,  

Or the one who looks back, unafraid to be?

Mirror, mirror on the wall,  

Who’s the fairest of them all?  

The answer isn’t in the glass,  

But in the soul that stands tall.