reflection

sometimes i look in the mirror, and i see a shadow.

not a disfigured me staring back at me, nor an idealized version of me. a blank. a somewhat normal, insignificant me, easily passable for any other john doe out there roaming the streets stands in the mirror. nothing special, nothing note-worthy.

during those times, i struggle to find who i am, what i am. doubts set in, planting its seed, waiting to grow and blossom.

and sometimes you see yourself through the eyes of others, that for some reason unbeknownst to you, they see something in you that you don't. you try to find the reason, the angle they see that you don't, but after a while, you stop. you stop and start believing that maybe there's something to you after all.

with that, the seeds of doubt planted beforehand is no more.