Occasionally I'll look in the mirror,
with a different purpose.
I'm not looking for flaws,
I'm looking for that spark.
That beautiful spark I long to have,
glistening in my eyes,
but I never find it no matter how long I look.
It's just not there.
I'm sure there's something obvious,
something I'm completely missing,
a certain thing I need to work on,
a certain someone I need to become.
I remember when I had that spark,
I was young and innocent,
sure I might have not been able to do much,
but I had that spark.
...When did I lose that spark?