Mystery of My life

The biggest mystery
In my life is me.

I wonder who I am
Not a misses or a ma’am
Just a girl with light brown hair
One that dreams of open air,

And how can pictures really speak
A thousand words
‘Cause all I see
Is a lonely girl
Little lonely me,

And if mirrors show the true you
What does that say for me
Who looks and sees
An empty shell
One that doesn’t look so well,

And if eyes are windows to the soul
Why do I see nothing at all
But a little pupil black as coal
And a light green iris faded and small,

Almost every day I feel this way
Is it just me
Or do others say
The biggest mystery
In my life is me?