The Stranger Staring back

by: trista groulx

I look in the mirror
Startled by the stranger staring back at me
It's not my looks that shock me
It's the strong personality reflected back
When did I become like this?
Socially, and politically aware
Outgoing and independent
Not hiding behind the a door, never saying a word
Who is this person I've come?
I really don't know who she might be
Who would have thought it?
I could look punk
I could be a clubber chick!
I never would have dreamed this life
At least not for me
The shy little bookworm
No longer a wallflower
But I don't know who I am
Is this really me?