Song Lyrics Mirror Mirror On The Wall Novels & Stories

“But… her eyes are wrong.” Teo steps closer, expression dark. “This thing only reflects you?” “It seems that way.” “Or,” Sonia murmurs, her voice just loud enough to reach us, “it only reflects what you’re becoming.” The words hang in the air like a curse. I clutch the mirror tighter, suddenly aware of how cold the glass feels against my fingers. “It’s not me,” I say, sharper than I intend. “I’m not—” “I believe you,” Sonia says quickly, stepping forward. “But that doesn’t mean someone else isn’t trying to make it true.”

She stared at the poster on her wall his sharp jawline, his deep eyes, the easy smile that seemed to see right through her. Her lips parted, and a small smile touched her face. “Derick Lingard…” she whispered, almost like a prayer. “De.King…” The chorus of the song swelled, his voice rising, powerful yet soft, like it was meant only for her. Mira closed her eyes, letting the lyrics wash over her. In that moment, the world outside her door disappeared. There was no Rosey, no Tina, no heavy chores or insults. Just her and him.

Her friends said she had become obsessed with “the woman in the mirror.” That evening, as the sun set, I stood in front of the mirror again. This time, I spoke directly to it. “Who are you?” My reflection didn’t move at first. Then it slowly smiled, a smile I had never made. It raised a finger and wrote on the inside of the glass, the letters appearing backward so I could read them: **“I am what’s left when you look away.”** I smashed the mirror with a chair that night. The glass shattered into hundreds of pieces across the floor.

“I want you to listen.” The music swells, filling the car, vibrating through the seats, the windows, my ribs. I don’t even realize I’m singing at first — until the words are already out of me, every line memorized, etched into muscle and memory. ‘Hmm, yeah … Mirrors they never lie … Don’t see myself inside … Why can’t I get it right? I don’t know … You’re always watching me fall … Shadows, they like my wall … Why do I feel so small?

I walked further into the room passing a door that led to a sitting room, heading to the huge glass wall that stood in as a barrier between the beautiful city and the exquisite room. It was bursting outside with the sun shining mercilessly down at the people waking about and heading to work. I sighed, before picking my mop to clean the room while the music blasted loudly in my ears. The song changed to BTS 'Boy with love' and I took my mop just close to my mouth and started to sing to it at the top of my voice. The walls were soundproof so I wasn't disturbing anyone. "Oh na na na!" I sang the only part that wasn't in Korean. I should have played the remix with Hasley so I would at least be a

I nodded and then he left. I sat in the cold room, alone, staring at the wall. Then I stood up and walked to the small mirror on the wall. I looked at my reflection. Same face as hers. Eyes, mouth, and even our mole. The only difference was our memory. I picked up a cloth from the table and wiped the dust off my sleeve. And I sang, softly, to no one.

So why was I feeling like this? The chorus of idontwannabeyouanymore erupted from my phone. I hadn't even realised the song was playing, I closed my eyes as Billie Eilish sang: If I love you was a promise, Would you break it if you're honest? Tell the mirror what you know she's heard before. I don't wanna be you anymore.

Without you, I'm just a sad song. I'm just a sad song. With you I fall. It's like I'm leaving all my past in silhouettes upon the wall. With you I'm a beautiful mess. It's like we're standing hand in hand with all our fears upon the edge. So stop time right here in the moonlight, 'Cause I don't ever wanna close my eyes. Without you, I feel broke. Like I'm half of a whole. Without you, I've got no hand to hold.

I asked while trying to make up the lyrics. His fingers halted and I thought I angered him but instead, he smiled for the first time ever since I met him. “It is ‘Mirrors’ by Justin Timberlake.” He told me and I instantly noted it in my memory. “So, why do you like it?” I asked him again, trying to initiate a conversation with him. “I don’t know, this song just speaks to me.” He spoke while his voice held a certain edge to it. “Wow, I don’t think I ever had a song that would just speak to me. I mean I have been a fan of music for as long as I can remember but I just didn’t find a song that speaks to me.” I voiced out my thoughts.

You changed my life in a moment And I'll never be the same again You changed my life in a moment And it's hard for me to understand With the touch of your hand in a moment in time All my sorrow is gone I never thought that I could change Could change so much in so many ways I'm still surprised when I look in my mirror To see that I still look the same You changed my life in a moment And I'll never be the same again You changed my life in a moment And it's hard for me to understand With the touch of your hand in a moment in time