This Is How I Look Now

There’s a mirror in front of my bed,

And each morning it reflects a different version of me.

Somedays it’s all about the messy hair,

Until I see the pimple ready to mess up my clear skin right before a date.

Somedays it’s all about the eyes,

Puffy, sore and red from all the crying on the previous night.

And on somedays I just can’t see me standing there,

It’s just someone staring at the mirror,

Who looks like me, but isn’t me anymore.

Until one day like today,

I see myself and I actually see myself,

And wonder, okay, wow, this is how I look now!

With straight long hair with tinges of brown,

Bright dark brown eyes always searching for something around,

Cheeks that turn red after laughing,

Lips that say a lot without saying anything.

And I wonder what has changed from the last time I saw myself,

For this is someone who even I haven’t met.

FLY, I SAY