The Depersonalization of Me

Describing the Vague Feeling of Depersonalization

By Hyacinth SmithPublished 6 years ago • 1 min read

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Sometimes, I'll go into the bathroom

And as I leave I see a girl standing there.

She looks just like me,

but her mind is full of feelings

Yet I feel nothing.

Mirrored glass touches my fingers;

Again, the stranger lingers.

I'm so numb inside

The figure seems so full of light.

If this person is me,

why does this feel like a dream,

and not my true life?

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