Naïve as a child, I grew up in a fantasy world

Always wanting perfection,

And forever living within my dreams,

A carefree child until depression struck me,

My Self-esteem low,

Desperation for the approval of my peers high,

Grades dropping,

 Hating the sight of my own reflection,

 That mindset died the day I held my diploma,

A clean slate and the world was now my oyster,

Now a confident woman in the honor’s society,

A respected writer and activist with admirers,

I no longer fear my reflection,

I bask in it,

The glow up isn’t physical,

It is spiritual.