No Longer Me (3/30/19)

I look down
and want to
scream

the lights blur
glaring back
at me

the truth burns
deep eating away
at what I wish
didn't exist

the lies seem
better
more real
but less
attainable

the reality
weighs down
pressuring me
into someone
I don't want
to be

Unexpected

You look around and see
numerous familiar faces
that are merely
masks.

You look around,
looking for yourself
in their eyes.

You look around and see
an unfamiliar face
– ridges and creases
that follow no pattern,
but rather have a mind
of their own.

          The eyes empty,
          the face hollow.

You look around
and recognize
the mirror
with the unfamiliar face.