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A poem, tells a bit of this part of my life.

"What you see on the outside is a lie, it is one the inside of me that is true"

Submitted:Oct 18, 2012    Reads: 21    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   

Look in the mirror, what do you see?

A reflection of yourself,
The smile on your face

The hair on your head

And the clothes on your body

Me, I see a lie

The caracature created to fool each and everyone on earth

You look in the mirror and see yourself

I look in the mirror and see what I want to become.

Like a cage, I keep him locked up there

He is the darkest of dark secrets I keep hidden

I am torturing him everyday as well as myself

We are one and the same

I am tortured, he is trapped

Both longing for freedom

To come out as who we really are in life

Now, no more, not now, not ever

No more wishing

No more hoping

No more dreaming.

No more torturing

No more pulling under

No more of anything

Now I am setting him free


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