by Ruth Cheeseman

Created on: April 30, 2010

Finding Yourself

I didn't know I was lost

Until one day I looked in the mirror

And saw a stranger standing there

An older version of what was beautiful

But now worn.

What reflected was sadness and emptiness

The outline of a once strong heart

Now broken with sorrow

Over a life lost.

Lost by trying to be

What everyone else thought would be better

The quieter, softer version of who I could never be

And in conforming

I lost any semblance of me.

But one day, I started listening

To the voice that I had shunned

So long ago.

That's when I found myself...

She whispered great things to me

Kind words, softly spoken

Of my value and worth.

And this time, I listened

Intently.

Now I sing a better song

One filled with joy

Over a life truly lived

Celebrated even.

It's an older version looking back

From that mirror now.

But she knows who she is

Now that I came looking for her.

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