When I look in the mirror, what is it I see? Is that me, staring back with hard careless eyes? Is this who I have become? Cold as glass. Broken shards of a human being. How did I let this happen? Am i still there, buried deep beneath the scar tissue, peering out, afraid to emerge, but still, resolutely, impossibly me No Not any longer, the girl I once was is lost forever. I am as cold, as brittle as the mirror before me. No more real than this reflection. I am lost. I am gone. No tears, i don’t deserve them A cruel smile plays on the face of my reflection, looking back out of the mirror.