The Mirror

Every morning

You wake up

And feel depressed

You thought this feeling would fade by now

You thought, with time, you'd move on

From the heartbreak and pain

You sit in front of the mirror and contemplate your inner state

You know good and well

You are not your feelings

And your awareness of this

Does not dictate how you approach your day

Yes, some days are not as heavy as others

Yes, you may always feel broken inside

But you determine your attitude

You choose if you'll smile at your reflection in the mirror

And whether or not you'll do your best to find happiness

In whatever good, small or big

comes your way

In the meantime

Have a good cry and shake it off

The world needs strong women like you