those days

You know those days...
where you feel like all you have left
is the time it takes for the sun to set in the sky
because after that is blackest night,
the envelops you
swallows you,
pulls you down untill you don't know which way is up,
and it's all you can do to keep that smile,
that fake, plastic smile on your face,
even though you feel like breaking away.
And you've spent so much time on the oustide,
you've lost who you are on the inside,
and without yourself you're a mirror.
reflecting what others want you to see.
never reflecting who you want to be.
is that you?

or is that me?