The Mirror

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


How we really feel, compared to how others see us.


To succeed in life, one must play a part,

An image there is to protect.

To the world at large,

I project a façade

Of confidence and strength.

But looking in my mirror,

I wonder……

 

How could they get it so wrong?

 

The real me is but a shade,

A picture on a wall.

Unobtrusive in the background,

A scared shadow observing all.

The child who worries on the future,

And all that it may bring.

The real me is locked away,

Too afraid to sing.


Submitted: February 14, 2018

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Jeff Bezaire

Well done. I can relate to this - a truth that hits hard. You capture the truth in its painful completeness. Very well done.

Wed, February 14th, 2018 8:49pm

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Hi Jeff,
it was a difficult poem to write. Glad you enjoyed it. Regards and best wishes, Shawlyn.

Wed, February 14th, 2018 12:54pm

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hullabaloo22

A sad and unfortunate truth, Shawlyn, captured wonderfully in this poem.

Thu, February 15th, 2018 5:07pm

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Hi hullabaloo22,
Thank you for checking in. I think there is a little bit of this poem in all of us. Regards and best wishes, Shawlyn.

Thu, February 15th, 2018 10:18am

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