Mirror of Memories

It slowly deteriorates and memories fade. Do I exactly know what my name is? I’m a bit astonished to see my face. Who’s this man wearing a grimace? Trying to recall where I belong. Can’t even sing my favorite song. Wish I have the power to look back my past. To reminisce the wonderful moments once in my life. So many questions that are unanswered. Need someone to tell my story all over. Please don’t even try to mock your words. Don’t even know you so please get our picture. I’m a clueless person living my world. It’s utterly frustrating to think things over. Did my memories fly when I was asleep? Could someone say that this sick is a trip. Still feeling awkward facing this mirror. Feels like I’m living in an unclear terror.