When I look into the mirror,
I don’t like what I see
All these expressions playing across my face,
“who is that looking back at me?”
All the pain and hurt is masked
by the fake smiles I wear each day
I’m constantly questioning my ability
to keep my emotions at bay
I doubt that anyone has noticed
and that’s all part of my plan
So now I’m left here to wonder
as to how this all began.