I Write My Mind Here

Between me and my reflection

I can't help but stand there, in front of our huge mirror.

I ask myself "What will I become in the future?"

What's in store?

How will I survive?

How many times should I blame my weaknesses before I get there?

Who will be there for me?

Should I keep on going?

How would I see myself the next time I have these questions?

I hope I won't look stupid.