She can't be me

At the end of the road,
There’s someone staring back at me. 
I see it, and it looks like me.
But, it can’t be me.
Her hair untamed, 
like a lions mane 
her eyes don’t shine, 
and I feel to blame. 
Her heart lays broken, 
on the floor in front of me. 
She can’t be me, 
I can’t be her. 
I want her to get herself up off the floor.
Her cheeks are sullen, 
Eyes are grey, 
and I wonder what made her this way. 
But I’m here, and I’m happy.
I feel she’s my future, or maybe she’s my past. 
It’s hard to tell when you’ve been down so many paths. 
I hope and I pray
these demons get taken away.
I can’t be her, 
She can’t be me.