I look into the mirror, a grim expression on my face.
For I know that she is staring back at me, just like she always does.
Such an honest expression, one that seems to look deep into my soul.
Seeing it bare, covered in scars and bruises from the years of my internal battle
How can someone know you so well?
How can they read you like a open book?
Her name is Reflection and she is the true me
She is the woman without the mask, the girl with the genuine smile
She is the one who bares it all for the world to see, not afraid of the ridicule or shame
When I am afraid so Reflection stands tall
She comforts me and holds me close, protecting me like a lioness
So majestic and powerful
Reflection, I know you
You are me and I am you
I will stand tall and proud
No more hiding behind the mask of protection
I shall bare it all
The ridicule and shame will not hurt me anymore
Because Reflection, I am you