Would You Like me If You Knew?

I am shy. I am timid. I am boring. I am depressed. I am none of the things people believe to be true about me. The image I have of myself does not match the face I see staring back at me in the bathroom mirror. Who is this fat, old lady with the wicked chin? In my mind’s eye I am young with hair of gold. I am beautiful in a way that makes people’s heads turn. I am happy. Life waits for me, the Earth fills my world with sunshine and Hope is a girl’s name.