If someone asked me to desecribe myself i wouldn't know what to tell them. I have no identity, no my own personality. I have no substance. I am a copy of a copy. I only exist when I'm mirroring someone or something. I change my style, hair color, interests, hobbies trying to find myself, but "myself" doesn't exist. I am just a shell and people can feel it. People can sense that emptiness.At the beginning they think of me as something mysterious, otherworldly, but soon they realize I am just a bundle of nothingness. And they can't be with me anymore. And i can't blame them, really. But it hurts, it hurts so much. I just hope one day i will find out who I am at my core and finally find my peace.