What She Sees

29 Apr

She asked herself this morning, “Who am I going to be?”

The reflection was all she could see.

“But is it me?”

She closed her eyes, took a breath, “One, two, three.”

Same stranger staring through her invisibility.

“Would seven years be worth setting myself free?”

She turns away, goes out the door, hoping she might see,

Another view, the girl she hopes will show, full of graceful beauty.

 

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