THE GHOSTS OF MY PERSONALITIES

I look at all my photos and videos of myself, and I see different people in each one. The girl who loves to make people laugh. She smiles and laughs so much. She does stupid shit because she loves seeing people laugh. The girl who is so focused on a project. She is determined to complete it. She is intelligent and kind. The girl who cries. Oh, she is so sweet. She has so much love that when someone hurts her, it hurts deeply. The girl who is hiding from the camera. She is insecure. I feel her so deeply. She is the girl who needs a big hug. I look at them all, and I feel distant from them. They are ghosts. I have become numb to it all. I sit here trying to write my feelings, and I don’t feel anything. I don’t know why. Are those girls me, or were they just pieces of a girl who is no longer here?