Who am I? Who was I?
What's it like seeing the mirror?
And see someone with a "Why?"
Why do everything lead to one closed door?
It was dark, cold, and empty.
Why am I not enough? Why am I me?
I was alone in this journey.
I drowned in such an ineffable epiphany.
A voice from far beyond.
It told me, "Everything will be fine."
And then a hand.
A hand that guided me with a sign.
At that moment, I knew.
My reflection finally let a smile.
It was a feeling that's new.
And I said, "It's been a while!"
