Who Is This Girl

As i stare at this girl in the mirror her reflection is over baring. i see this unfamiliar girl that I'm not use to. Her big brown eyes that was once white are now red as blood that floats threw her body. Her little nose that was once Carmel or now red as sante clause rain deer. Her full pink lips that is triming as the cool breezing at night once hold a beautiful smile that shine threw any storms day or night. the pain thats in this girl eyes is something i never seen before. her eyes can tell stories that would be unreasonable to those who don't have reason to feel where she coming from. as i stare at this unfamiliar girl i can see that shes confuse. Her mind racing over floating with thoughts that she barley understand.this girl is only 17 but stress more than woman twice her age. Once she gets closer to the mirror she starts to recognize this girl and that girl is me.