The whole damned world looking back at me - Liberty
Somedays I look in the mirror without a second thought. Other times it stops me. I'm not always sure who's looking back. I look older or tired, angry or bitter, at peace, content today. I think it's how I feel being reflected back wondering if others will see me this way. I look too much. I think too much. Or see too little? I look longer and harder until I know who I see. See me.