I look in the mirror and what do I see?
A image staring back at me.
A girl that seems very familiar but inside her lies something peculiar.
She's not like everyone else.
She's not afraid to be stand by herself .
But who is this stranger?
Her name is at the tip of my tongue.
She seems so wise but she's just so young.
Who is this stranger ?
So meek but so bold.
Who does as she pleases but still obeys elders when she's told.
I think I know but I'm not sure.
Is this girl me?
So strong and mature.
I knew it. I knew it was me.
A girl I've always wanted to be.
Now I'll no longer have any fear because now I know
whose in that mirror.
The End!!!!
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Redemption
PoetryThis poem is my testimony. It is a reflection of the past hurt and pain that I've been through. Although I've been through all this hurt throughout it all Im still about to find a source of strength.
