Too many questions


Before me is a mirror

But am seeing an indistinct image

Is the room too bright or too dark?

I can’t see anything clearly

The girl in the mirror, who is she

She ain’t someone familiar

Is that me? How’s that so?

Have I grown into someone whom I don’t know?

If she’s not me, then where am I?

Where is my reflection? Myself?

Am I gone? Am I erased from earth?

Where is the me I used to know

Am I living into another body?

Like a host or something

Am I thinking too much?

Gotta find who this girl is

I pointed at the mirror, she did the same

Then I knew, she and I are one

Just that, unnoticeably, I’ve grown into someone

Whom I don’t know anymore


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