As I look into the mirror
unable to recognize who I’ve become
I ponder over this heartache
and all the lies I have spun.

I’ve been searching for a solution
at the bottom of each glass,
but all I have found
is that nothing ever lasts.

There’s an emptiness inside me
that I’ve been trying to fulfill,
with temporary moments that
in the end only bring me guilt.

Who have I become
in the midst of this pleasure and perverse?
Why are these emotions so strong and ruling,
when I’m all out of sorts.

I’ve transformed into someone
I am unable to recognize,
a girl with a broken compass
searching for an answer….

…….in all the wrong places.