To not notice your own identity must hurt? I can see the pain on your face, you feel so alone and out of place.

You hold onto an image, not totally describing you. A mixture of trying to fit in has got you lost and confused. I can't imagine what you must go through...?

Not having nothing or no one to belong to. In the mirror you see different, in the mirror you see you... a face not so confident looks battered, lost and confused?

Your mind is trapped soul alone, no identity or image to call your own.

Day by day, night after night...the attempts you make just don't feel right? You begin to hold the pain in, play a roll of fake. Trying to be someone or something a sacrifice that you must make.

Being un-pretty not you, being someone else not you...
Alone, lost face without a clue...I am feeling your pain and I see too, how it must hurt to be alone...not knowing you.