It was me looking back at me
Inquiring my mind, about this reflection, I see
I wonder, who, is this brown eyed, brown faced girl
Rebellious times tinkling in my eyes and selfishly reminiscing
Melting into the caramel mold of the woman, I see
The rising sun tickles my skin
Transmitting energy and bouncing radiance
Eclipsing on my savorless fun
Woman, I see?
Making my footprint, I take the first step
Praying on my knees, that the Lord guides me
Faithfully walking, but sinfully living
Stumbling on a tightrope
I struggle to define the brown eyes and brown face reflecting back at me
But I smile
It is, me!