Sometimes I feel like I don't know who I am any more. Like I'm just an empty shell of stolen traits. No originality. I wanted to be what everyone wanted me to be for so long and now I don't even know the reflection staring back. She looks like me but who am I? I am her and she is me but in the eyes you see everyone I have tried to be...everyone except the girl in the reflection. She looks lost.. but I guess that's how people look when they're trying to find themselves in a wave of people. How can I find myself when I don't even know who I am?
Do you know who you are or are the girl in the reflection too?
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Secrets to Knowlege
PoetryEmptying my thoughts into the void of other people...*some are poorly written, and by some I mean most, so please bear with me * (on a different note please don't skip the first one)
