The unspoken secret.

Waking up early in the morning,
with confusion floating around
her head.

Looking like a women,
but
feels like a girl.

Which catagory does she fall into?

She covers her eyes with both hands,
secretly wishing that the answer
will pop up instantly.

Obviously,
no such luck.

Searching for it everywhere
in her house,
as if playing the hide-and-seek.

Playing around in the closet,
dressing and undressing.

Cocktail dresses and heels
become her new favourite.

The gloomy old gray t-shirt
loses its old allure,
finding its way to the forgotten corner.

Putting on her daily matt lipstick,
looking low and
feeling dull.

Soon enough, she replaced it
with the new blood red lipstick.
Feeling high.

She stares at her own reflection
in the mirror.
Naked.

The youthful face mismatched
with a womanly body.

Veiled by time,
the answer reveals its hidden self,
day by day.

It comes with no signs,
no footprints

and no witness.

Transforming her secretly.

The insecure old shell of her
has gone,
comes after a confidence smile.

Editorial: Vogue Germany MAy 2007