Shell

          I looked in the mirror.

          That's not me.

          I stared deep into his blue eyes.

          No. That can't be me. I'm me and that... isn't.

          His eyes followed my every movement.

          How am I so different from this? This is what everyone else sees.

          But not me. I know what's deeper. That can't be me.

          I spoke to the man in the glass.

          What are you to me? What do I do with you?

          The man just blinked and walked away.