The only reason I can look at myself in the mirror
Is because it doesn't process that the person I'm looking at
Is supposed to be me
They don't look like me
I don't know what I look like but it's not them
I don't know who they are
Why they're in the mirror
Or how to get rid of them
I'm stuck again
But this time it's because the mirror doesn't speak the truth
Or maybe it does?
I don't know
The person in the mirror is not me
And they never have been
(9/7/21)
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A Glimpse Into My Brain
PoetryMy jumbled up brain written out in poetry Please read the note in the book before reading
