my self.

I look into mirrors

I search for things I don't even see in myself

I look into mirrors

And hope that I'm looking at my "self"

Who am I really

Do I exist even

What am I, maybe?

See I lost that power

My sense of knowing (what or who am I?)

I'm split in two like that crack

Or am I, that crack...

Am I that flaw in something so perfect

a world so "perfect"

A flaw that can't be fixed

A flaw so powerful to question one's "self"

A split in two (into) personalities

..I AM or..AM I?