mirror

I stare into the mirror I see me the same brown hair the same brown eyes my nose looks the same but I don’t feel the same I think back to where I was happy smiling and the world was bright I think about who I am and it’s not who I was. I don’t know this person staring back at me in this reflection her lungs are blacker her smile is dimmer, and her eyes are swollen she can’t look at herself for to long without wishing to be in a different body noticing all her little flaws. Reality isn’t real always chasing the next exciting thing and distracting herself keeping her mind busy then she won’t think about all the bad in her life. turning to drugs to give her a boost every puff every cut makes life more bearable. At the same time harder struggling to stay interested in people while reaching for an escape, putting on a smile reaching for her drink to wash away her problems. waking up the next day looking in the mirror wondering who this girl is and why does she look like me.