When I look into the mirror,
what do I see?
A beautiful princess?
No. A glamourous model?
No. When I look into the mirror, I see
me. What makes me me?
A pretty face?
No. A gorgeous figure?
No. I know why I am
who I am.
It's not the way I look on the outside that counts.
It's what lies within.
My sense of humour,
determination,
kind-hearted nature.
My personality.
This is what really counts because
I am me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem