Samantha Woods
When I look in the mirror
I don’t see myself
I see an idea
a thought unfinished.
The girl there resembles
a faded imaginary friend
some child had forgotten.
She is constantly shifting
changing with every passing fascination,
she nitpicks the qualities
she feels the need to use more,
for people to talk about
when she leaves the room,
to make her memorable.
When I look in the mirror
I don’t see myself
I see a girl trying her best.
She is smart and kind
creative and sharp witted.
And it took me a long time
to remember that girl was
me.
She… I… smiles without strain
She… I… laughs without thought
She… I… can say aloud “good job, you’re doing enough”
Qualities I never knew I needed
when I used to look in the mirror.