Reflection
I see a little girl in the mirror,
and outside of that, I am a woman with fear.
The reflection of me is not what I expect it to be,
but that just means I should face reality.
I am becoming a strong independent girl about to live in my own little world.
But how long until I see,
that this world is right for me?
Thanks world for challenging me.
Now I know I will become independently free.
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