Worthy

I look at myself in the mirror,
I saw  tears flowing down my cheek,
I saw no hands to rub them off,
I saw a lost soul,
A lonely soul

I think about life,
I saw no passion,
no desires,
no fire

I was insulted,
I saw no defender,
I saw no army,
I saw no one.

You know what I saw?
I saw a pity little girl,
locked inside a dark room,
waiting to hold someone's hand,
waiting to feel wanted,
waiting to experience life.
I saw me...