Looking in the mirror tonight

I saw not the insecure fourteen-year old I typically do

Not an ounce of regret

Not a pinch of self-doubt

Not a hint of immaturity

I saw a woman, the woman I've come to be

And although I do need to alter parts of me

Laziness, irresponsibility, moodiness

I've never been so proud as to know

That I am handling this all so well