One day I looked in the mirror and said I don't know you.
How is that even possible I live inside of this person I am this person.
And I don't know her.
I'm a stranger to myself.
I looked at that girl in the mirror and I asked her who she was.
She didn't look like me.
But thats who she said she was
She looked much tired and sadder then I remember.
I asked her what happen to the innocent red faced girl I used to be.
She said we grew up.
We hurt ourselves really.
Im not saying its all your fault but it happened.