Looking through the mirror seeing the depth.
Seeing for the first time past the ego behind.
Little girl rocking back and forth.
Scared within the confined walls.
The walls that I pound on without success.
To hug and hold the little girl I yearn.
Telling her that things will be better yet,
I stay stranded in the middle of the forest looking through the mirror.
Yearning to free my scared soul with a smile from the little girl...