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I look in the mirror,
And you know what I see?
I see a little girl,
Looking back at me.
Her braids are long,
And her smile wide.
She's who I was,
Who I left behind.
I knew who I was,
I was happy with me.
This is someone,
I no longer see.
I look in the mirror,
And who do I see?
I see John,
Looking back at me.
His hair is long,
And held back for mommy.
He is part of who I am,
When I dance he is me.
I am him,
As he is me.
Neither one of us,
Is truly happy.
I look in the mirror,
And who do I see?
I see my mother,
Looking back at me.
We look the same,
That's what I'm told.
Will I still resemble her,
When I grow old?
I see her there,
Every day.
Am I her,
But on replay?
And you know what I see?
I see a little girl,
Looking back at me.
Her braids are long,
And her smile wide.
She's who I was,
Who I left behind.
I knew who I was,
I was happy with me.
This is someone,
I no longer see.
I look in the mirror,
And who do I see?
I see John,
Looking back at me.
His hair is long,
And held back for mommy.
He is part of who I am,
When I dance he is me.
I am him,
As he is me.
Neither one of us,
Is truly happy.
I look in the mirror,
And who do I see?
I see my mother,
Looking back at me.
We look the same,
That's what I'm told.
Will I still resemble her,
When I grow old?
I see her there,
Every day.
Am I her,
But on replay?
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And that is why as a general rule of thumb, I hate mirrors.
Well I made this poem a day or two ago and I felt the need to share it.
The three parts are pretty simple, me missing my childhood, John would have been my name if I was born male, and than me seeing my mom in myself which is a very sour sweet thing for me.
I don't always start thinking about these parts of me when I look in a mirror, but lately they seem to be jumping at me every chance they get.
Sigh
Well I made this poem a day or two ago and I felt the need to share it.
The three parts are pretty simple, me missing my childhood, John would have been my name if I was born male, and than me seeing my mom in myself which is a very sour sweet thing for me.
I don't always start thinking about these parts of me when I look in a mirror, but lately they seem to be jumping at me every chance they get.
Sigh
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That was really thought provoking and well worded. It seems that people rarely see themselves when they look in the mirror. Sounds like the never ending journey of self-discovery and it's really tough dealing with conflicting views of oneself and I hope it gets easier with time. Coincidentally, Jonathan is my first name (though no one calls me that) so... I thought that was neat. 