I looked in the mirror, and a reflection stared back.
A reflection, that wasn’t me.
A reflection that screamed to be released.
Stained in tears and dampened with pain,
I didn’t even know her name.
The girl in the mirror was not me.
The girl in the mirror is not who I appeared to be.
But how did I know that wasn’t really me?
Maybe the reflection was true…
And I was lying to me…