TW: Depression
I have forgotten myself.
I stand there looking at my reflection so lifeless and boring.
Those eyes,those hollow eyes that scare me everytime.
Is this me really me?
But how come I don't remember me like this.
So dull and hopeless.
I see a person who is haunted and who haunts themself.
But how could this be me!
The very same me who planned their own birthday months in advance now hoping for the same day to never come by again.
What must have I gone through to end up here with terrifying hollow eyes and shallow laughs.
I don't look like me anymore either,but then again I don't even feel like me but who cares.
I'm still breathing aren't I.
But there is this scream stuck on my throat and this anger in my fists that I don't know where to place so I close my eyes.
I mustn't look in the mirror because there is no me anymore.
There is no me just her who stands in the mirror lifelessly .
