That Is Me

I look in the mirror,
And who's the girl I see?
Thank goodness that she's me,
And me is me is me.
Her smile shines,
From the inside out,
And that's the best,
Without a doubt.
She's beautiful,
On the inside for sure,
And that is all,
That matters to her.
She's an Irish girl,
With porcelain skin,
And if you don't like it,
Well, that's you spin.
But she doesn't care,
What other people say,
About her;
She just goes her way,
Because she knows,
She will not frown.
No matter what they say,
They can't get her down.
This girl I'm describing,
Is the reflection you see,
And I'm proud to say,
That girl is me.

this was very cute. not deep, nor amazing...but most definitely cute. as for here:

And if you don't like it,
Well, that's you spin.

this was unnessary and sort of forced sounding. it was a jarring note of the poem. fix this, possibly? =]

Very cute. One line- "about her;" doesn't really fit, it just seems a bit short and doesn't flow as well as the rest of the poem. The rhyming was a little forced in places and very predictable, but still, it was cute, so brownie points for that

hey it was really good! and like they said..cute! lol

This is iron ore, raw material. You need to refine it. But 'tis cute.