She is the light from which I am a flame,
she is so bright while I hide in shame,
She will impress while I am depressed,
She will be history while I am a mystery,
She will touch hearts while I hide in the dark,
She will be beautiful without even trying,
While I have to fight just to be heard without crying,
She will be wonderful while I will be naught,
She will find wonders while I desperately seek to be someone I'm not,
She will fight fire with fire while I am drowning in water,
when I look in the mirror I falter.
For I am her and she is not.
why is the angst so heavy jeez.
ah
the tragedies of self war
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My Mind; A Collection
PoetryPoetry collection from a junior in high school who struggled <3 Now a college student, who fondly looks back when she struggles <3
