I stood in front of the mirror
My reflection staring back at meMy flaws and imperfections
Seeping into my mind
My hair is too thin
My face too round
My skin too blemished
My smile not perfect enough
I look my reflection in the eye
Trying to combat the cynicism
Trying to see the beauty of me
Trying, but failing
I see the sorrow in my reflection's gaze
Not because she agrees
Because she wishes I could see
What she sees
A woman who is gifted
Who has potential
A woman who feels empathy
Who has touched so many
A woman who loves deeply
Who is surrounded by love
A woman who doesn't give up
Even when she has nothing left
Warmth spreads through my chest
As her vision reaches out
Touching the dark corners
Of my troubled thoughts
Tomorrow the thoughts will likely return
And the day after as well
But I'll have my reflection
To remind me of the truth
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