Look in the mirror,
What do I see?
I can guarantee you,
That isn’t me.
Or is it me?
Just the ‘me’,
I don’t want to be?
The glass isn’t broken,
It’s my reflection,
It’s shattered,
smashed,
Beyond repair…
I don’t even know
Who I am any more,
And it hurts. To see
I’m lost,
And not who I was before.
I’m voiceless.
It’s useless
Trying to explain,
I know you don’t care,
And all of this is in vain,
But you haven’t seen through
My eyes, or been inside
My head,
So don’t judge.
We’re not all the same.
And the ‘me’ that I see,
She’ll one day,
Be just a memory.