I look in the mirror. What do I see I see? I see a woman who drove the fire. Came out with a scare. She is broken inside and outside. She doesn't see what you see. She doesn't see beauty. She sees a woman who doesn't believe in herself. She always was told she was weak. She doesn't see a strong woman. She sees a woman who was a victim. From that she is weak. She tries to be stronger. But life tries to break her down. She tries to find her happy place. But there was too much stop in her way. Trying to bounce back. It's hard I don't have a straight. God always picks me up. But life knocks me down again. Do I stay down or do I give up and keep fighting. I moved one foot at a time. But the floor is moving too fast under my foot. I try to move forward. When I look in the mirror. I see something you don't see. I see a woman who just wanted to be happy. But my past down wants me to move forward. I don't see beauty. I see a woman who don believe in herself. Because her past keeps reminding her that her past is who she is. That I living a lie. But my heart tells me you are a mouth that will turn into a butterfly. You have to believe in yourself. But the fear is real. But fear won't let me be me. The only thing I hold on to is hope. That one day I will grow as a person. Without something put me a jar. I want to be free from my past. I want to be me. Look at her and said I can be so much more. There is a voice telling me. This is you. This is who you are. But I know is a lie. God told me you are a butterfly. You just have to spread your wing. Believe in yourself. Believe in your heart. Never look back. But it is hard to see it. When life covers your eyes. It was like I played a repeat of my life. It is like I am a curse from the past. There is a journey I have to follow. I will just have to keep looking moving forward. Hope one day I will see something different in the mirror.
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