Sweet girl

O my sweet girl

How you stare at your reflection in the mirror,

How you practice your smile, you practice your expressions,

Why, why, why would you ever try to be something you are not?

Your life is not meant to be lived by someone you arent

You are meant to live your life being what you were created to be

O my sweet girl,

You are so much more than the mirrored box you put yourself in

Let yourself shine.