I look into the mirror and I see myself. Just myself... Not a girl that has everything or a girl who wants the world, just me, plain old me. A girl who wants to go to college and meet her husband, have kids and live her life. Yet that's not me, it will never be me. When I look into the mirror I do see myself, but I also see a person with goals and dreams, dreams that will not be easy to achieve. But will that happen? Will I achieve them? Or will I fail and never be the person I dream of becoming. Will I like my job? Will I choose the right partner and career path? How do I know I will live till then? This is me assuming that I will be alive then, I will never know if I will make it there until I get there... But what if I don't? What if I never go to college or I never get married? Will people remember me other than my family? Once they die no one will know who I was. Let's say I do make it, I don't know what I want to do. I keep thinking I do, but honestly I am a mess just like everyone else. I'm not perfect, I'm not amazing, and I'm not immortal. So how do I know I'm making the right choice? That's the thing we don't, we won't know how are choices will effect us until we get there. So why, why do we do this? Why make choices when you don't know the outcome? We do this because we think we do, but we can't tell the future, and we don't have a time machine. We can't change what we have done, so we have to do what we think is the best, but what if it isn't? What if it ends up blowing up in our faces? Ruining someone else's chance at something, how do we know we aren't responsible for others deaths? What if life is just the butterfly effect? Everything we do affects others, and we just don't pay attention to it. If someone has had a bad day, and they walk in and yell at you, do you start yelling at others and becoming more irritated? I normally do, see we all affect each other and we don't even care for the most part. But hey, I'm just a girl looking in the mirror.