I look into the mirror
Trying to see who I am
Who I have become
lost
distorted
There is a shadow
One of my former self
I catch fleeting glances
Of this shadow
I attempt to capture it
Place it back on me
For where all the world can see
She is in there
Young
Free spirit
No ties to anything or anyone
Struggling to break free
I can hear her
Screaming, pleading
Feel her
Attempting to re-emerge
Through the distortion
*that life has made me