The girl in the
mirror is unknown to me.
I don't recognize the
face looking back at me.
She's stronger
than she used to be.
She's fighting
for the first time in her life
for something that
she dearly loves.
She's letting her anger
be known,
She is not hiding her
pain.
This girl that is
letting people in,
is not one
I know.
She's tougher,
she's a
bit meaner,
she is stronger than
she used to be.
This girl
who is she?
No one around her
knows
this girl looking
back at me in the mirror.
She's not afraid to
say what she wants,
to go after what she needs,
to walk away
if the situation calls.
Who is she,
she looks familiar
but the look in
her eyes is not the same.
There is something
new, she can't name.
Gone is the timid
little girl
hiding herself from
the world.
Gone are the tears
streaking down her face.
Gone is the girl that
used to look back
at her and shy away
from her own
image.
She is in control
she is angry,
she is in love,
she is fighting for her life.
She's not holding back
for the first time
in her life.
For the first time,
she feels alive.
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