I feel unreal,
An eternal out of body experience,
Harrowing on its own,
Yet doubled by the complexity of sight,
It's hard to look in the mirror,
And be completely unrecognizable,
Like I'm an apparition,
Unknown to all,
And when my mind is an infinite sea of mist,
It's hard to focus and remember,
Like a plane running on autopilot,
Or a programmed computer,
But the worst part is the disappearance and dissatisfaction of myself,
And not knowing who I truly am,
Because I've never seen myself,
Through a clear reflection.
