I look in the mirror, what do I see? A stranger's face staring back at me Is this a dream or reality? A reflection that seems not to be I trace my fingers along my skin The stranger always mimicking Am I in control or is she? This reflection that seems not to be This body, this face These arms, these fingers All are out of place I don't know whose they are The world around me isn't real It's made up of little dots Like pixels in a videogame I can't begin to explain The reflection moves and speaks It knows I am it's puppet Compelled to obey It commands what I do and dictates what I say So I look in the mirror, what do I see? A stranger's face staring back at me