Each day

Each night 

A new girl arrives

A warped version of the person who was there to begin with 

And each day each night she pushes on shedding her old skin like a caterpillar trying and trying to turn to a butterfly

And yet,

The more she tries the further she appears from her goal,

Something that once was in reach is now barely visible in the horizon

So every night, every day, she sheds her skin,

Subtlety changing her personality

 her clothes

 her behavior 

Over and over and over

Over and over and over

Never satisfied as she looks in the mirror expecting someone else

Anyone else.