Look in the mirror,

what do you see?

A proud mother and father,

holding up their baby.

They beam with joy,

she’s their first, you see.

They’ve got plans and

dreams for their little baby.

Look in the mirror,

what do you see?

A little girl smiling

so happily.

She’s only five,

cute as a doll,

hair in pigtails,

so very, very small.

Look in the mirror,

what do you see?

A short girl, just twelve

frowning dejectedly.

Another day of not

living up to expectations,

teasing from peers,

feeling like a miscreation.

Look in the mirror,

what do you see?

A sweet-sixteener,

staring confusedly.

She doesn’t know what to do in life,

she can’t make a difference.

Unsecure in her world,

an outcast, with no brilliance.

Look in the mirror,

what do you see?

A woman in a suit,

smiling back confidently.

She’s successful now,

found a passion in living,

beautiful and prosperous,

but always kind and giving.

Look in the mirror one final time,

and what do you see?

You see yourself, you’re truly happy,

and you’re

finally

free.