I look in the mirror in the morning everyday I wash my face and look at the mirror who is it? Who are you? Goes in my mind I don't see my face it looks ugly I touch the mirror to a face I don't know my mind covers them so then I turn away and go on with my day I go back to the mirror and see that face I stare at the mirror who is it? I look at every mirror in my house the reflection who is it? Who are they? They are always there everyday I hate it I hate me.

1 year ago

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