A mirror known for its Shine,
was to whine this time,
it was the black spot
that made it insecure,
lurking in sadness,descended in grief.
For what it believed,lost its dignity.
The small black spot was blamed,
but wasn't it the Mirror's fault for that it complained
It was the mirror who was insecure,
the small black spot did not make it impure
The perspective of the mirror did,
for it was a false truth it was dillusioned with.