Have you ever looked in the mirror and wondered who the person was looking back at you? Sometimes if you turn your head away and then back really quickly you think you glimpse yourself, but all too soon that glimpse is gone and you are left with someone staring back at you who you don't recognize at all. And you're not even sure why you can't recognize yourself, but you can't. You stand there staring at yourself, wondering what it is about your reflection that makes it unrecognizable.
Is it something in your eyes, something maybe hidden by the tears that fill them? Or is it the way you tilt your chin, holding your face at an angle that hides it as much as possible from the world? Maybe it's something that can't even be seen by the naked eye, either way that something is there, changing your very appearance.
You jump when you run into someone you know and they know exactly who you are. Somehow it feels like if you can't even recognize yourself, then no one else should be able to either. You start to question how well you know yourself if everyone can recognize you, except for you. Is everything you're going through really that invisible to the world? Do you really not look any different from your normal regular self? And isn't that how it's supposed to be? Yet somehow it doesn't seem fair or right? You feel like to some extent someone should know that something isn't right in your life... And maybe they do know, but they just don't show it, maybe they too are going through something, and they too are wondering the exact same thing as you are... How does this person know who I am, because I don't even recognize myself.
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