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Depression feels like walking up to a mirror
That's a little dirty
Everything you see is a little blurry
And foggier than it should be somehow

And you stand there trying to make sense of what you see
Until your reflection walks away and you realize
You aren't a real person living a life
But a reflection mimicking what a person should be

You think the answer is to break through the mirror
But once the glass shatters
So do you

And no one knows how to put you back together
Not even you\n\nAbigail Hauschild

https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mirror-me-8/
Transcript
00:00Depression feels like walking up to a mirror.
00:03That's a little dirty.
00:05Everything you see is a little blurry
00:07and foggier than it should be somehow.
00:10And you stand there trying to make sense of what you see.
00:13Until your reflection walks away and you realize
00:17you aren't a real person living a life
00:19but a reflection mimicking what a person should be.
00:23You think the answer is to break through the mirror.
00:26But once the glass shatters
00:28so do you.
00:30And no one knows how to put you back together.
00:33Not even you.