Looking into the mirror
What the mirror is showing
is my own reflection
I dare not to believe
what I'm looking at is actually me
I'm lying to myself
that this isn't me
We all are afraid to face our own reflection
Reality is cruel
Truth is always not nice
What I'm looking at now is
the result of what I did previously
'Is this really me? '
replied
'Yes, this is you.'
The little me back then isn't like this at all
She is pure and innocent
unlike what I'm looking now
Learn to embrace yourself
Accept yourself
I was always learnt that form people
from all walks of life
My neighbor
An experienced old lady
She had go through tough time
She lost her family when she was young
She was raised as an orphan in an orphanage
She was never the giving up type of person
She achieved what she dreamt for
She never once regret on her choice
Now she was living happily with her partner
when listening to her life story
I was inspired
Courage burning in my chest
I was thankful to her encouragement
Now I am beginning my journey
The path I have chose
Is the beginning of my lifetime journey
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