Someone close to me asked
If I like the person I see
From the image in the mirror,
That reflection staring back at me.
I pondered upon their question,
A moment of self-reflection,
For the answer wasn't immediate,
It required introspection.
In the mirror, I saw flaws,
But also strengths and grace,
A journey of self-discovery,
In that reflection's face.
I've made mistakes and learned,
Grown wiser through the years,
The mirror shows my battles,
And the triumphs through the tears.
With a smile, I replied to them,
"I'm learning to love what I see,
For in every imperfection,
There's a piece of the real me."
In the mirror, I find a friend,
A companion on this quest,
To love the person I'm becoming,
To be my own true