A Girl...Her Story

"Who am i?" a girl askes,
"What have i become?",
A person i don't recognise,
Keeps looking back at me,
Through these hazel eyes,
So cold & dark,
So scared & hurt,
She doesn't want to feel,
So drink after drink,
Pill after pill,
Cut after cut,
She does this just to feel,
So why do i see it,
Not anyone else,
Cause i'm that girl in the mirror,
Hurting just to feel,
Pretending till the very end.