Bloody Mary X 3

I looked into the mirror and my face was completely different.
My eyes were lop-sided.
My lips were huge; all swollen-like.
I felt scared.
Who am I?
Does anybody love me?
(Amanda)
I got a closer look.
I looked into my eyes, and just before I got scared (like when you say your own name over and over again, until it becomes totally unfamiliar), I saw my insides.
I'm healthy.
The way things are on the inside should surely represent the way things are on the outside.
The outside should then be healthy.
Then I internalize the health, and I let the health out again.
Until -finally- nothing seems strange anymore.
The honesty, the love, the good foods..
all should represent Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon. Sharon.
Ah! It worked!