My Life

When i look into the mirrior i see a lost and helpless soul seardhing for the light of home.When i look deep into my sou i see some one with no one to hold him or touch him or for that matter care for him. I mean done get me wrong i have my family but i dont have you. I guess when i was the other version of me you lovd me you would see me everyday and then i changed and you hated me. You stoped loving me why. Cause i'm not skin and i'm more then deep skin,or is it beacause i promised to let you go and i held you back even longer, for what ever it was i'm sorry and i still love you but i can never show it because i don't. That may not make and since or maybe it makes perfect since i dunno but all i know is i'm here waiting to let you out and rome freely around me.So i guess what i'm saying is are you me,or am i you