I look into the mirror and <br />Seeing not only a reflection of myself, <br />This world or the world daring me to enter <br />But the person I use to be <br />The one I'm afraid to be again <br />The person who would tear your heart apart <br />And not care <br />The person that didn't take her education seriously <br />The type of person that wanted to do <br />What she wanted to do <br /> <br /> I see the person I am <br />Someone who helps you <br />No matter what <br />Even if I'm the one getting kicked <br />The senior in high school getting ready for graduation <br />Hovering over the next level of my life <br />But trying to find a way up out of the middle of the ocean <br />Everyone calls life in an education box <br />This is where I will discover <br />The mouse and tiger inside of me <br />Don't want to think of separating <br />Of being alone <br />And on my own <br /> <br />It's faded but there as I glance into the mirror <br />I see the person I will be <br />A person who helps other people <br />Discover that people with disabilities <br />Are not so different <br />I have found my way up the education latter <br />Helping people <br />Showing them there is someone that cares <br />And believes that they can do <br />Whatever they set their mind too <br /> <br />As if my mind was coming back to me <br />Out of a dream <br />My eyes cleared <br />As I realized I was just <br />Standing in front of a mirror <br />Thinking of that red cap and gown again<br /><br />Mrs. Cynosure<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mirroring-the-shades-of-me/
