... On the Wall

Here she comes again. This is her 10th time visiting me today. Oh look, she put on more makeup.. again. She stands in front of me with her hands on her hips. Peering deep.. looking for something she can criticize herself about. I can only imagine the kind of thoughts she is thinking right now. I can see the disgust written all over her face.

I must confess, I have a history of lying. People come to me as if I have all the answers they could ever need. They stand before me waiting for me to tell them the things that will satisfy or destroy them. The truth is, I don’t know what is deep down in each persons soul. I don’t know what makes them who they are and what makes each of them uniquely beautiful. All I can see is skin deep.

I only have as much power as you give me. Stand before me and perceive what you might. It’s not that I want to lie to you, but you must be stronger then my lies. Look yourself in the eyes and tell yourself you are beautiful and much more then your reflection.