What do you do when you look in the mirror
And see someone who shouldn't be there?
Something foreign, alien
Unwelcome
Unwanted
To your unfocused eyes, just a blur
A shape in the glass
And you want to run away
But it follows you
And it's all anyone else can see
And it's with you forever
This something you don't want to be
- Carly Floyd
7/12/09
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