What do I see when I look in the mirror?
I used to not know, but now I see clearer.
Some people think all they need are viewers,
But come to find out, I need much, much fewer.
Without all these filters sometimes I feel ugly,
But then I remember, I should always feel lovely.
Some people might say, “You know you’re just cocky”,
But I say to myself, I just feel very lucky.
With out all of my makeup, I feel almost naked,
As if I was a canvas, without being painted.
It depends on the day, some bad and some good,
Sometimes I feel small, and misunderstood.
Some days I feel I could rule the world,
Saying what I feel without sounding absurd.
One day I will speak as if I am full of knowledge,
Other days I might sound like I never went to college.
This is a day in the life of a girl,
Who is taking it day by day, and letting life swirl.
But when all is done, I am just me,
Which is exactly who I want to be.