Looking on my reflection.
I look on that girl.
I don't know her.
Are we really the same one?
I look at you and I'm confuse.
I don't recognize you.
I don't know you.
Are you really me?
Not an ugly duck anymore.
I am awakening.
I start to see.
This girl is me.
I grew to be a woman.
But I feel like a kid.
Maybe one day it will change.
Maybe it will not.
I still have a long way.
I just began.
With my feet on the ground.
I start my journey.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem