I don't know this stranger looking back at me                                                               ­                                                   I   don't  remember  changes  really   happening                                                        ­                         My  face  no  longer resembles me                                                               ­  I  put  my  hands  on  my temples, cradling                                         Who  is  this person before me, I say out loud                                                             ­            Someone  who  once  held  her  head up proud                                                            ­                              Now  I  am  just  another  person in decline                                                          ­                                 Whose  eyes  have  faded and no longer shine                                                            ­                             They  used  to  be  such a beautiful blue                                                             ­                        Now  they  are  dull  with a slight yellow hue                                                              ­                                 Lines  and  wrinkles are covering my pale skin                                                                                                             reflecting the same way I feel within                                                           ­   Where did my life go, what have I done?                                                            ­                           Have  I  ever  meant anything to anyone?                                                          ­                                   All  of  these  realizations scream out of me                                                               ­                                      while  the  person  in the mirror stares back lifelessly