Have you ever looked in the mirror and had no idea who was staring back at you

A vaguely familiar face, with haunted eyes, tattered skin and a misshapen body

I don’t know her. That girl in the mirror
She is hidden away from the world
Sickly pale and shockingly red

She doesn’t smile. That girl in the mirror
I smile at her sometimes trying to get a reaction. She stares blankly back at me.

That girl in the mirror is frozen. She knows no warmth or joy.

I have started to believe there must be a window there in my bathroom. And a stranger living on the other side.