oh my yet another good write,i look into the mirror and what do i see ,i did not know the face anymore,tired and afraid ,a woman but really a child i see,eyes dark like afraid before a storm,a frown reminder of my worrisome heart,face a mystery ,hair covering mystery,i am lost in the image i see confusion ....then childish again i forget everything i go to shower,what can i say ,i knew i found a great talent,and i know ,iknow
oh my yet another good write,i look into the mirror and what do i see ,i did not know the face anymore,tired and afraid ,a woman but really a child i see,eyes dark like afraid before a storm,a frown reminder of my worrisome heart,face a mystery ,hair covering mystery,i am lost in the image i see confusion ....then childish again i forget everything i go to shower,what can i say ,i knew i found a great talent,and i know ,iknow
Self reflection induced by your own reflection. This is a thoughtful write with a not so expected ending.
I enjoyed the way of your words and the honest lines.. the emotion tagged on with all of vivid discription of her physical state.