
Who’s she, who’s that, who always wake up in the morning, who’s that person she always looks at the mirror, why every time she asks to herself who is she, it’s like she’s asking to a whole different person, it almost feels like she’s talking to a completely strange.
It's like everything she knew about her has just disappeared, it's like every part of her body feels out of it, even when she looks at her body, she feels like her body isn't hers. Why does she feel like she is in her body but isn't she who’s controlling it? Even when she is with all these people she loves, she looks at them like they were strangers, as if at some point in her life she had forgotten who were they.
she's afraid of what she could become
She’s scared about herself
She wished to see the beauty of herself in her eyes
- she-
About the Creator
Gabrielle
I’m juts letting my thoughts get out hope don’t go too far



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