you're so vain - carly simon
Tina Gorjalina
Once there was a pretty girl
Named Tina Gorjalina
Crazy for the way she looked
You really should have seen her
Mirrors irresistible
She kissed her own reflection
Pouted out her lips and said,
“What absolute perfection.”
Wished for mirrors, giant ones
On every wall and ceiling
Paths of them beneath her feet
Her image so appealing
Bedroom lined with photographs
They weighed down every shelf
None of Mum or Gran or friends
Just hundreds of herself
Couldn’t bear the other girls
She called them ugly dogs
Said they’d need a handsome prince
To turn them back from frogs
Sometime in her teenage years
Got something in her eye
Asked a friend to help her out
The friend just passed her by
What it was that landed there
Infected both eyes now
Grew and spread with rapid speed
But Tina knew not how
Last thing that she ever saw
Her stunned and staring face
Disappearing, panicked eyes
With mirrors in their place
Sci-fi, zombie, robo-girl
With chrome and glassy eyes
Screening all surrounding things
Except her wailing cries
Deep behind her twitching lids
What no one really knew
Tina Gorjalina had
Been blinded by the truth
Couldn’t see the world no more
Or marvel at her face
Double sided mirrors now
Exposed her inner space
Tortured mind and broken soul
Reflected from within
Growing meaner everyday
Her selfish, hidden twin
Old she grew and lonely too
And never saw again
But for streams of memories
That flickered on her brain
A beauty on the outside still
You really should have seen her
Crazy for the way she looked
Poor Tina Gorjalina
©2009 Mark C Bird
