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Stranger

She grabbed my arm and showed me the mirror
Then asked just the question I didn’t want to hear

“Look at yourself and tell me what you see,”
But I stood silent beside the reflection that wasn’t even me

I lifted my hand, and so did that stranger
That ugly person who resembled my figure

I don’t see myself in this thing
I can’t find myself, even under my skin

What do I see? How do I feel?
Everything is pain, and confusion, and all so real

I shape my face and show my teeth
This is the only person I know how to be

I fake a simple smile and go on with my day
But it won't be long before my stranger takes it away





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