Thursday, January 21, 2010

ME 6/17/96

When I look at myself in the mirror
I never see the same person twice
A daughter, a sister, a lover, a mom
A teacher, a student, a friend, and a foe
Sometimes she's young and sometimes she's old
She can be warm or she can be cold.
Once in a while she's beautiful and thin
Most of the time she's fat and ugly within
Sometimes I see a soul who is broken
Other times she's brave , bold, and outspoken
One minute happy, the next minute sad
She could be content or maybe mad
A woman, a child, both are inside
When one is out the other will hide
I know all these people are me
When I look in the mirror they are who I see.