Hi, my name is Chandra.

The alarm goes off again, this time there is no more time for snooze. I stumble to the kitchen, to start a pot of coffee. “Thank you God for another day!” Off to the bathroom to see the dreaded face. Grab the toothbrush, dodging the glimpse I don’t want to see. Wash my face, and there she is staring back at me! Fearless, I stand face to face with my greatest adversary. The scars scream. “Waste of air, I’ll make it where no one wants you, trash!” His words scream through her own face. Past verses present the battle is everyday. Scurry out of the bathroom, ready to face the day. Stronger than yesterday, as she left her again in the mirror for another day.