Early morning sunlight sparkles through my window
Awakening the girl hiding in my body.
The girl that used to be me.
I’m afraid she is too far lost to be found.
Walking with an unfamiliar weight.

A reflection catches my eye.
A reflection that used to be mine

This abandoned body and lost eyes.
couldn’t possibly belong to the girl whose soul used to fill every crevice of this hollow shell.
I peer into these eyes.
Looking for a sign of who I used to be.

Early morning sunlight sun light sparkles through my window
What used to be so warm upon my skin
Now seems so cold.

Am I really what they think I am?