I have become a caricature of myself

Of the many personas I try on

In a blender

And I see Gloria Swanson in the mirror now

I see a bad drag queen

I seem to have fallen into a hole

while I was walking in life

I wasn’t like this yesterday

Where did I go

Is this permanent

It’s a monster

I don’t like it/her

I’m ok

When I don’t look at my reflection

When I use my brain and heart

The pretty dress is for me to feel

I won’t look

Not today

Kat