My only poetic attempt

5. Please write a poem on the theme of mirrors, using the following form: one stanza of 7 lines, each line having exactly 7 syllables, followed by one stanza of 8 lines each of 8 syllables. Do not use any adjectives, and do not spend more than 45 minutes on the exercise. 

I hate myself. A friend is

one you trust, who allows you

to see who you really are.

People think I am a friend,

trust me with all their hearts; they

think I reveal the truth, but

I lie, I lie all the time.

An angel runs over to me

to escape the taunts of witches.

Get away, I only tell lies;

but still she looks into my eyes.

I want to reveal the beauty

inside, but she can't see past her

freckles, the redness of her eyes.

And I curse myself as she cries.