Reflection

What I see when I look in the mirror is myself. I see myself staring into the abyss filled space of my reflection trying to find myself. Trying to recapture my old self. Because when I look in the mirror, I see someone else. Not me. I look to find what happened to my old self so I can bring her back. Bring back the sweet, innocent, perfect little girl I used to be. Because the self I am when I look into the mirror ; is someone trying to be someone else. And the old self is screaming from somewhere in the abyss of the reflection. Screaming to get out & get back into the old self they once knew.