The Mirror Reflection

And there she stood once again staring into the mirror, searching.

She stands in front of a mirror looking straight into her own eyes, trying to see what the they say they see within her, she cant seem to see anything they describe.

They speak of a beautiful girl with the spirit of dreams but the person they speak of so lovingly she still cant see.

At times all she sees in the mirror is an empty box.

She cant put together the pieces of what they see she is made of, she longs to see it for herself. She sees nothing but a wondering soul.

So the saying goes Not all who wander is always lost yet she questions it more each time she finds herself in front of that mirror.

Wondering, wishing and wanting.