Depersonalization

Look at my broken reflection 

Mirror mirror is that really me?

This person that stares back

Surely that’s not what others see

I wouldn’t let myself go out like this

It must be a trick 

My clothes wouldn’t be rumpled, I wouldn’t have dark circles 

My makeup certainly wouldn’t be this thick

Is my belly really that big?

I go to the gym every now and then 

I don’t remember my teeth being yellow

I think I better look again

Mirror mirror on the wall I think you lie

I don’t believe that person is me

There is no way I look like that

This really cannot be