Have you ever looked in the mirror and had no idea who was staring back at you
A vaguely familiar face, with haunted eyes, tattered skin and a misshapen body
I don’t know her. That girl in the mirror
She is hidden away from the world
Sickly pale and shockingly red
She doesn’t smile. That girl in the mirror
I smile at her sometimes trying to get a reaction. She stares blankly back at me.
That girl in the mirror is frozen. She knows no warmth or joy.
I have started to believe there must be a window there in my bathroom. And a stranger living on the other side.