I could not stand myself
I wished to be anybody else
I wished to escape the doubt
I used to scream and shout
Can I be anybody else
Why do I look this way
All the damning things I'd say
What a freaking joke
On my self-incriminating ways I choke
Self-pity is a disgusting coat to wear
In the mirror I would stare
The hatred in my eyes
How can those deep blue pools
Hold all the things I despise
I shatter the mirror to break my smile
How did I never realize
It wasn't me that I hated
All the lies had twisted me
All of the fake faces I where
All of my pretentiousness
All of the ways I had changed
To please and adapt
To those around me
To those that I loved
I know that the real me is there
Hiding like a chameleon in the jungle
Where every tree is a lie
Where every leaf is a disguise
This will not be a quick process
To unearth the "ME" I have buried
Will I be the Phoenix
Rising from ashes of my eclectic life
Or will I be something disfigured
Homunculi new to the world
My future is unknown
But I am not scared of the journey
For once I will be me
Not the reflection of someone trying to please.
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Ink & Tears
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that I have written about my struggles with depression, anxiety, love, nature, and the darker aspect of the world that seems to always hammer on my heart. I hope this reaches some of you.
