Reflections.
I see a woman with a beautiful mind, bright, confident and kind but sometimes she gets stuck in a body that she does not recognize as her own. Just someone standing in front of the mirror, shaped by the outside reflections of herself.
What would you say everytime when someone questions,"what do you want to do?". You are constantly being built up by one or another social context. You even fail to call yourself as someone, because you are too afraid that others might not accept you as that 'person', yet you are made up of their judgments and reflections of you.
YOU ARE READING
Invisible Happiness
PoetryHave you ever experienced happiness from invisible places? Being happy because of people whom you have never met, but somehow they were able to reach your heart, make you truly happy for just being you, pulled you out of your most difficult moments...
