They all come in different moods
like the ones we see in all
different faces on streets
we walk on every morning

But I know someone
who owns all of its faces.
She keeps them in a closet
hanged one by one
so it will be easier for her
to pick which best suits her day.

And oftentimes
she chooses her most favorite one-

that one with a perfectly
curved lips
teeth shown
blush on cheeks
hair untied

with eyes that say:
"Hold on a little longer."

Those same eyes I always see
behind all different faces she wears
in front of her shattered mirror
every morning.