I look in the mirror
I don't see myself.
I don't see the girl who smiled and laughed.
I see the girl who is confused.
I looked in the mirror again
I didn't see myself
I saw the girl
With a tear stained face
I went to the mirror
I didn't see myself
I saw the girl
With bandaids on her arms and razors in her hands.
I'm looking in the mirror
I don't know who I see
Is that a gun in her hand?
Who can this be?
She is crying....
But so am I
This girl in the mirror
The one that I see
This girl is a ghost
The ghost of me.
