Who Am I?

My feelings on a common question that everyone asks themselves at one point or another.

I stare at the solemn reflection
What I see is unknown to me
Eyes that hold fallen dreams
Lips that speak what's to be

The sun, the smiles, the memories
Forever fragments with no meaning
The moon, the screams, the blood
All the illusions I am seeing

A fading voice that calls out
Drowned by unforgiving sorrow
Hope abandons all thoughts
Gone are feelings of tomorrow

I stare at the dark deceptions
I see only the armageddon of me
Desires and secrets eating away
Locked away for Satan to see

I second glance at the mirror
I see a girl whom they leave to die
Chased eternally by the nightmares
I see a girl thinking 'Who am I?'