Faces watch in the mirror,
Wondering who that woman is
Behind the makeup,
Searching for traces
Of the little girl,
Smiling at herself,
Pulling faces,
Testing poses.

Seeing a confused
Teenager, hating
The reflections
Of her imperfections.

Somewhere in the shadows
Is a young woman,
Happy, confident image,
Excited about the future,
Trying on a tiara,
Taking on the world.

As breath mists the glass,
All I see now are wrinkles
Reflecting years of watching
The faces in the mirror
Of the woman
That I find myself to be.


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