Reflection

A full figured woman sitting all alone,

Emptiness and sadness felt deep into her soul,

Nothing but slouches and frowns to show a world,

That is full of glamour and minus 0 size dresses with a twirl.

If this is what glamour is to be?

Then why is it that a dress like that is not made for silhouette like me?

A feeling to be like those un-ideal models in those magazines

But I dare ask within myself

Does such a dress make a beauty out of me?

Or is it the frown turned to smile that shows the inner me?

Is it the helping hand that I provide for those in need?

Or the ear I lend when my friends need me?

Could it be the laugh I burst out when I have finally set ME free?

Or all the love I have to give that channel to everyone around me?

Could it be the simple gesture I will make to let you know everything will be ok?

Or is it when I start dancing in my room and singing: Stand a little Stronger that really gets to me?

Oh wait; never mind I finally see her.

Yes, here I am – Hi, My name is Tayrin and my reflection is finally enough for ME!