Who is it?

Who is it?

Looking in the mirror.
I saw someone I didn’t know.
Someone who looked so sad.
So worn by time.
Someone without much hope.

I realized I had changed.
I barely recognized myself.
The mirror told the truth.
I was in a sad state.

I closed my eyes.
I squeezed them tight.
Hoping to erase the image I had seen.
I opened them.
Apparently too soon as I was still in a sad state.
Looking like a man I didn’t know anymore.

I struggled as tears formed.
Within my very eyes.
Through the building tears I the mirror changed.
I saw hope deep within.
I saw a chance to fulfill all my dreams.
Then the tear dropped.
Leaving me with the same sad state again.

I wanted another tear just to see it again.
None would come though.
No second look at hope.
As I lowered my head and turned to walk away.
Resigned to my fate.
I walked into the door.
Fell to the floor.

Stars twinkled above me.
I knew then it would be okay.
I began to laugh.
I had to reach for the stars.
They would lead the way.

No more head down for me.
Look up and see the way.
Ahead it is bright.
Looking down it was always dark.

Off I must go now.
Time to go after my stars.
Reach for the joy.
That lies within them.