A Mirror Image
Every day she used to look,
Getting to know the outer cover of her book.
And wishing she felt as good within.
Many times she tried to look past,
In her mind though she could not pass.
Rejecting the beauty others saw within.
Only now does she finally see,
Reality as it is truly meant to be.
Ready to admit what to others was always clear.
Inside beauty is how she now defines,
Made to see the day she was struck blind.
And never more slave to the mirror.