The Mirror Is A Liar

I look in the mirror,
I see a girl who is not known.
I do not know this girl at all.

Who is she?
Who could it be?
Who knows her?

Everyone knows her.
Everyone sees her.
Everyone is not confused.

But I have no idea.
But I don't know her.
But I can't work this out.

She has a smile.
She has confidence.
She has everything.

Her heart doesn't seem broken.
Her eyes seem to never reach tears.
Her mouth only laughs, never screams.

But I know.
But I only know.

That she is
just the girl
I make out to be.