My reflection

I catch glimpses of myself
little fragments in the mirror
I see someone
both familiar and strange
the face holds stories
some clear
some blurred
and others yet to be told
there’s a comfort
in the known lines
a restlessness
in the unfamiliar shadows
my reflection changes as I do
revealing not just who I’ve been
but hints of who I might become
every single glance
asks me the same silent question

are you the person you thought you would be

27 thoughts on “My reflection

  1. I love this post the authenticity, the vulnerability, so raw and relatable. You are a masterpiece in every aspect and I thank you for sharing this piece with us. I am always available for anyone to talk to or open dialogue.

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