mirror

I see a girl - half women already -
there is dark surround her, but still a thin ray of light illuminates her face and body.
she has nothing on, but her long dark hair cover her perfectly - as if that is also meant to protect her.
she tells nothing, she shows no emotions, she looks intrested, still there are no feeling in her eyes.
she does have something, though. In her hand. An appointment book.
her entire being inspires trust and interest towards others, and looking after how to help, yet she looks pretty busy, and kind of inapproachable. Oh, and by the way, if you are a guy, forget it! you don't have a chance!
barricade. border. shield. crash barrier is everything in her life. Everything is there just to protect her. Of course she looks confident and smart besides that walls. And the best of all is that nobody else can see how really afraid is she inside. Now that's news.

She did not know the baby was her own. That baby should really grow up in her arms, with her eyes looking after him. She is holding him in her hands and she know, she just knows he must be her son, but will she have the power to take responsability for him?
will she have the courage to let down the appointment book? Will she risk being hurt just to feel again?
that baby is my baby.
I just don't know what to do with it...