There once stood a child in front of the mirror,
His teeth glimmered with shine
His heart screamed, “the world is mine!”
There once stood a boy in front of the mirror,
His lips stretched across his face
His heart screamed, “I’m winning this race!”
There once stood a man in front of the mirror,
He smiled as this poem flashed in front of his eyes
His heart screaming as it dies,
There once stood a man in front of the mirror.
Yet musicians are poetic