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.