Who is she.
Am I the reflection that the mirror shows, and the darkness that those eyes find in them?
Am I the girl who probably has commitment issues, since he died?
Am I the one who left the party that night at 2 AM and sitting on the staircase cried her eyes out 'cause no matter what she did, she couldn't save her brother?
Am I the one who believes in accepting the truth, but sometimes fixes herself with coatings of lies?
Am I the happy one, who was sitting across the painting of a car in that bar and thinking of going back in time?
Am I the one who recently got her test scores and rejoiced at the thought of one day, doing something right for the world?
Am I who would give herself away, but never let others down, no matter who they were?
Am I the girl who didn't need a second thought to leave the city, the people, when she couldn't find peace?
Am I the one this body contemplates to be in the coming future?
Am I me?