That night I looked in the mirror
Expecting to see the usual
The reflection I recognize
Staring back in my eyes

It wasn't an eccentric expectation
Because that's how it's always been
But I looked in the mirror...
I wasn't there anymore

I don't feel like I was there anymore
I don't think I was scared anymore
Could I possibly be told anymore?

I was shocked that I wasn't shocked
Looking in the mirror that night
Seeing myself not being myself

My reaction wasn't how I expected,
How I was taught, how I thought
Not everything is as it appears

I saw everything in a different dark
Or a different light, my sight
Forever tainted with blood

That's when I began to question it
And I have been ever since
Especially because that night
Was not the end... What if
We are all monsters
At least to a certain extent
By our own definition
In our own unique ways?