The presence of life in the self-image cast on flowing water as you try to balance your beauty upon the unsteady soul buried but yet to drawn.
Realizing you being tormented by your own self-esteem that neglect you everytime you look at the mirror.
You hope for the river to carry away the mask you wear to fit in like those you try so hard to please,
to leave space enough to allow the caged smile to be free,
to be seen, just for once.
