I make a sad attempt to rise with the morning sun,

only because the world has asked me to.

And so,

I start the day by crawling up to what is supposedly my reflection.

I don't look like myself.

Mirror,

you have introduced me to yet another stranger.

These familiar but nonetheless completely unrecognizable blank faces have become impossible to keep track of.

As my tired eyes look up from a quick wash,

I see the alien of an individual copying my movements.

"Quit mimicking me..."

Now she wont stop grinning, 

and it's making me uneasy.

Mirror,

won't you tell me,

what's wrong with her?

I don't know why she's laughing...

What's so funny?

She's satirising my ways.

Mirror,

what do i do?

I observe her with confusion, 

her skin is quite cracked, and the bones around her throat seem sharpened. 

I look into her etiolate brown eyes,

maybe I'll find some answers,

But I lean a little closer and there's no longer any color.

I forthwith feel the weight of a thousand oceans,

before i knew it I had drowned in the mystery that is her mind.

Mirror,

who am I?

Which one am I?

Am I all, am I any?

I know,

you've met every person I've pretended to be, 

and every one I didn't want to be.

Mirror, 

you're teeming with all these personalities, 

I can't keep track of them all.

My darling mirror,

for the longest time you've had a front row seat of something oh so obscene,

and still you'll have a perfect view...

One of the final scene.