Reflections

A lot of times, you may feel that you have changed,for the better or at times for someone else. You may not even recognize yourself anymore. Who you were before and what you have become.

I stare in the mirror,
To look at me.
The person I was,
The person I would be..

This image of mine,
Reflecting  back.
The one I barely know,
The one I thought was me.

She scowls back,
Her features lost of innocence.
Lines that run along,
Defining each expression.

Her eyes lost that shine
Lips without lustre
And endless pale skin
Who is it?

It isn't mine,
Not any more..
The person in the mirror
Is mocking me

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