Mirage

“Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who is this?
I don’t recognize her at all!”

Remember staring at the reflection of that little kid sporting a carefree expression, wearing an innocent smile and happiness dancing in those big round eyes? The kid with dreams bigger than life? The one who fell down umpteen times but then got up right back? Yes, the very one. That kid was you.

But looking into the mirror now, who do you see? You don’t recognize the person staring back at you. Instead, you see a stranger with eyes as blank as an empty canvas. A stranger seeking refuge behind an overlay of masks. A stranger not daring to dream even with eyes closed.

And what about the child that was you? That child is gone, long gone. Lost in the deceitful mirror of the world. Lingering in the shadows of your broken dreams. Haunted by the memories of dead hope.

And what about the child that was you? That child is gone, long gone. Lost in the deceitful mirror of the world. Lingering in the shadows of your broken dreams. Haunted by the memories of dead hope.

But step closer, my dear, and look carefully. You’ll see the shimmering veil of illusion. The mirror is a mirage and you have been deceived. It shows you what you let it. So darling, lift the veil and choose what you want to see. Let that little child shine through. Let your dreams come true. Let yourself take a plunge into the unknown. Let yourself fall and then pick yourself up. But most importantly? Don’t let the mirage deceive you. Be you.