I look in the mirror and I don't like what I see.

I don't wanna be and I don't wanna see me. 

I would rather have a stranger looking back at me.

I hate me.

I see a smile on her face that is not broken.

Her worth is more than just a gold token.

Her eyes gleaming with light staring back at me.

I love her.

All I see is a broken mold of a person with feared emotions.

Bars surround my heart, drowned by the voice of my mind saying words with no devotion.  

I have no motivation, I just need a vacation where I can be someone else, anybody else, everybody else, but me. 

Please God, just let me breathe air and not inhale water, it’s killing me. 

I wish she could see what I see, and for her to see herself more confidently.

The woman in front of me is amazing.

If you look into her eyes it’s like your star gazing.

A personality that is out of this world, even though she’s kind of crazy, but that’s ok I like her that way. 

I know she can get through another day as long as she remembers to swim, life won't be so grim. 

Never changing forever staying who I am.

There is no old me, there is no new me, there just stuck in the middle me.

There is no hope for change, I can only cope with what I got, and that’s not a lot, forever not being able to turn my own page. 

I'm on my own, I don't need to talk, just let me walk.

I'm not going to waste anyone’s time, I'm perfectly fine. 

I know she wouldn't believe me if I told her the woman she is going to be.

Her future is bright, she has to fight.

I know it’s rough, but she can not let life break her.

She has to let it shape her. 

Let life mold you into what I see in you, into who you truly are, into who you're meant to be. 

Just let life lead.

Can’t you see…

When I look in the mirror.

When I see her.

I am me, and you are the woman I see.