ME (a poem)

When I look in the mirror,
what DO I see?
A five foot one girl
with a unique personality?
Or am I just another chick
Runnin with the crowd
so I can be down?
In my eyes,
the windows to my soul.
Pools of happiness or pain
Do you even know?
And my mind,
Is it racing through time?
Tryin to find these questions of mine.
And my lips,
Are they as soft as can be?
Or are the crusty and hard
in need of a chap stick emergency?
And MY life,
this one I live.
My past, my present
can you even see what My future is?
No, dont anwser that,
just let it be.
Kept as a mystery,
Absolutely like me.