the little girl

I see a little girl with me in the mirror, I walk a little further and look very good windscreen.
I see that girl ten years later, I'm still that girl ten years ago.
I'm still sad when that time and still feel what I felt.
I see myself ugly and fat, while everyone says you look nice today yet again.
I do not, so I'm not myself.
I see myself as two people, the gray mouse in a group I feel insecure.
and glamorous girl at my best friends.
I get lost in my own world,
I still stay here in it.
until I say now is my time to shine and I feel fine,
the time is still not ripe enough.
I still contemporary look in the mirror and think time will tell then I shine!