Looking in the mirror
I see my reflection
It looks different
Not the same as before
These changes that have occured
I am curious as to know
How they came to be known
This person staring back at me
Is not the person I once was
And yet I can still detect her prescence
Hiding under the layers
This new reflection does not please me
So why am I surprised
That I have thrown a stown at the reflection
Breaking the glass
I smile
For I remember this girl
And she is slowly coming back
For we have many years of bad luck to face
But Im least back to the way I once was
I can wash this make up off
And return to normal
At least my normal any way
So thank you dear mirror
For letting me see the error of my ways
Your curse you have set upon me
Will be a blessing.
Now that I can raise my head with pride
As I walk these streets
That I call home.