Looking at the stranger in the mirror
With the danger of feeling inferior
Filled with anger while trying to act superior
Seeking the answer that remains on the interior
Scared to know what life holds for you
And where to go when you pass through
Problems that make you feel blue and you question what you thought was true
Cast away those dark shadows
false images that play into tomorrow
Making you stray into a state of sorrow
that denies you entrance into green meadows
MARYANN BOSAH 