Who are you?


Who is this person reflected back at me from the mirror?

I do not recognise you.

Where is the face full of doubt and uncertainty that I know so well?

When did that sense of inadequacy disappear?

When did your eyes begin to show this self-confidence?

What has enabled you to wash away the countenance of fear?

I do not recognise you.

But I think I like you.

Can you share with me your secret?

Is there a story that should be told?

Who are you?