I look in the water,
What do I see?
My own reflection,
Looking back at me.
I ask myself,
Are you all you want to be?
The answer is no,
I need to grow,
Figure out what it is that makes people hate me.
I look in the water,
My reflection tells me.
God created me the way he wanted me.
I can't change anything but my heart,
So I make it hard and put up a brick wall.
If I did then what would I be?
Would I be able to look in the water,
And see the reflection that came back to me?
Dee Parenti
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