welcome to the story of my life the happiness, the tears, the sadness, and the fears, staring back at me, to slowly reveal. when i look into the mirror, it’s a monster. a goblin full of my past mistakes, the past spoken words and screams, the times when my head was foggy, not clean. i see the monster and i think that’s who i am, as i am realistically just a girl, a girl in a small town, who walks around with a constant frown. my reflection is always staring back at me.