Who am I?

I look in the mirror
and someone looks back,
into the depths of my eyes........
Is that me?
or am I that?
Who are we?
The more I think ,
the more forget to sleep,
to talk or to even wink!!
The more people I aks,
in deeper depths of confusion, I bask
Who Am I?
I ve always wondered,
but never really pondered,
Am I a Kryptonite,
born in the cold darkness of the night?
The stars keep shining......
and the sun continues to rise in the east.........
But I keep whining,
because I am puzzled,
about my dreary life,
which seems to be a long unending strife..............
by
SNEHA SINDHU G