https://www.teenink.com/raw/Poetry/article/19705/To-Find-Yourself/
I looked into a mirror once, and found to my dismay, the person I was looking at was different yesterday. Where did her funny glasses go, the ones without a frame? I swear her hair was frizzy then, it wouldn't be so tame. The clothes that she is wearing are not the ones I bought. She never was at all demure though it wasn't trouble she sought. This strange new person that I saw, her humanity on a shelf, had an effort to know just who she was. Instead she lost herself.
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