mirrors

Looking in the mirror is often a strange experience for me. When I look in the mirror, I don’t usually hate what I see. I don’t have too many insecurities and I usually like my features and my long, curly hair. The problem is, I’m never sure what else I’ll see when I look at my reflection. There are times when I look at my face and I look so scarily like somebody else and it shocks me that no one else can see it. I’m permanently exhausted, as you can tell from the hollowness below my eyes. My lips refuse to twitch into an unreal smile. And my eyes just look so wide and afraid. And this haunted person isn’t me, it can’t be. My problem with the mirror is that I can’t find myself in it anymore and that’s pretty scary.