Who is this person I see in the mirror?
Who is this stranger staring back at me?
It is a face too familiar
But his eyes, the way they look back at me feel distant
There is anger, pain, and confusion written all over him
Everything I see in him feels negative
He isn’t the face I grew up 27 years seeing
He isn’t me.. is he?
No it cannot be
A truth I refuse to accept
Another day comes where I put on a mask
The mask I am comfortable with
The mask that has become a part of me
I close my eyes and say goodbye to the stranger in my reflection
As I open my eyes, he is gone
Another day, I put him away
For the world isn’t ready for him
And..neither am I
- Raghav K