I have a closet full of masks in my mind
It depends who are you, to decide what to wear
I am never true, always faking the way I perceive, reply and proceeds
I never Roar or speak valid speech
And insincere smile, insincere look and insincere words I spell from my books
I Exude un-confidence, fears and anxiousness whenever I decide to be seen
I can't hold eye contact, it is like being naked in front of my ancestors and being judged for the way I see and look
A broken home is how I feel
Broken confidence, scared soul, a heavy heart, and a feeble mind all clothed with a cracked body, a home that looks ancient and old
How did I end up as a broken home!
Where to find console?
I keep digging holes in my mind, heart and soul, to find an answer, who's the traitor that made us pieces apart!
Nothing in its right place I feel lost and unknown
I can't find my true face in my cluttered mind
My identity is gone, tired of the one hundred and one mask I keep wearing as a must do task,
I am searching for my Intrinsic self
The soul I was giving can't be expressed
Under this whole mess
The broken home has fallen
Lost pieces and stones and left soak up in rain flood
A Blur reflection is what I see in the mirrors sections
Can't move on and unshape my mind, feels like I am Conditioned to be this broken home!
How to restore, Rejoice and refine
This body's nasty cracks!
Wounds leaving scars as they leaving their home
Scars that with self love are being painted with Stardust,
Stardust linking the lines, forming cosmos and stars
Cosmos and stars serving as maps to the bodies Unfolding life
A life of truth, honesty, and peace!
Self Love was always the key to Delicately form a true identity
May the broken home lives Happily
As the masks leaves the mind peacefully.
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Half Girl Poems
PoetryHalf Girl describes that vulnerable side of me! I believe that, It is through darkness that we shine, this version of the book highlight a dark side "the vulnerable" one, when i had zero confidence and only leaned on others to get validation, when...
