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my shattered reflection
breaks every mirror i stand in front of
it cracks and separates
once i lay the presence of my face
my shattered reflection
spreads like an infection
i can't make up my mind on how i see
everything expected to be resolved around me
my shattered reflection
hits and breaks at each and every connection
my friends and family only get a small shard of glass
of the reflection on this waste of precious mass
my shattered reflection
has no real sense of direction
just a possibility us of we choose to envy
but now the added on personality traits are becoming heavy,
shattering my beloved reflection.
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'identity'- poetry
Poetry"perhaps it's impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be" a poem book exploring struggles with identity, emotions, and finding a place where you belong (a few of these poems are from my other poem book "inside me".)
