Oval Mirrors

My eyes are too dark to be light brown
My skin gets skinned on the dirty ground
And my ears hear all the bad sounds

I look ugly
No matter what my family
Tells me

If I were to change my looks
Would these oval mirrors
Recognize me
Would I be able to see myself
Beautifully

My hair is to close to black to dye light
My love never seems to matter in life
My tears began to hit the shine just right
And I feel like I need a disguise

If I were to change my face
Would these oval mirrors
Actually start loving me
Would I be able to see myself
And say I'm pretty

Or am I just stuck looking
Ugly...