Me

Fuck.
Its me.
I look in the mirror,
and I see..
This scared little girl,
Thats me.

Who is she?
What does she want to be?
Who is she?
Is she really me?

How can I be sure?
How do I know if i'm real?
I hate this,
but this is the way that I feel.

I'm hurting,
and dying inside,
I'm hurting, and
my feelings I do hide.

I hide them from myself,
I'll hide them from you.
I want to share them,
but not sure how to.