Mirrored Beauty

A silver surface faced me as i faced the wall,

Showing me myself, my body, I saw it all,

It gave me a view without bias and lies,

It told me who i am as time flies,

absorbing my form without lies and bias,

Neglecting the views of biased men and liars,

At times, I turn to candles and the moon to hide my beauty,

but persistantly still, it reflected me faithfully,

Then I realized and accepted that the mirror is correct,

Yes I am imperfect, but my imperfections made me perfect,

And with all this, It still stood still,

I am beautiful, always was, and always will.