I saw a person every day
who had the potential to do great things.
But they didn't believe so.
It was to the point where they gave up trying.
They wouldn't even bother.
I saw great black clouds over their head.
It would flood them with waves of sadness.
They were about to give up.
But they woke up one morning.
They looked in a mirror.
And started to cry.
They cried because when they looked in the mirror,
they saw a person on the other side.
Who had the potential to look them in the eye and say,
"It's going to be ok."