That girl; so scared.

Years ago, that timid girl,
Confusion in her mind,
Searching high and low for help,
The answer she couldn't find.

Sat alone, her heart so dull,
At the mirror she'd sit and stare,
Wishing she was someone else,
The reflection she couldn't bare.

No matter how she tried and tried,
A solution nowhere in sight,
Her nails they dug so hard she cried,
With herself in a constant fight.

It did take time for her to find,
The answer she required,
She found it, such a long hard search,
Just to feel desired.

But with years and years of deep self - hate
Embedded in her soul,
She now believes she can achieve,
And chase her life- long goal

Step by step, she walks the path,
Her battle; long and hard,
But i worry she'll never be fully cured,
They say wounds always leave their scars.