I crave to be that girl that’s adventurous. The one that’s beautiful, but doesn’t notice because she’s to busy laughing or being all mysterious. Like a mixture of Alaska and Margo. Fearless, brave, and absolutely admired by everyone with a thought.
I look in the mirror and I don’t like what I see.
I see things that can be fixed and things that can be hidden.
But I have no energy, I don’t have enough strength the change those things.
So I’m going to keep looking at this mirror hoping that one day, things might change.