Mirrors are strange don't you think?
Sometimes I look into the mirror and I have no idea who that is staring back, that's not me,that's someone else.
I can't possibly be that girl, she's awesome, she has like 90% of the things I want and she's not even 25 yet.
How dare she be happy?
There must be something wrong, something that niggles at the corners of her mind and makes her worry that it won't last?
Maybe it's mirrors.