When I look into the mirror, I see these big hazel eyes.And through those eyes, I see everything in between. There is a girl who stares back at me, full of hopes, and dreams, wishes and things. Curiosity puts sparks, into the reflection of myself. I see a face, made in God's perfection. And some ideas, ready for collection. The physical features, are not all that is there. You will see much more, look closer if you dare. So when I look, at my reflection. What I truly see, is all in my mind's projection.