Hiding from my self,
to see what i might find.
Realizing things have changed,
on the inside.
Cuts consume my arms,
deceiving what is real.
Purples, blues, and greens,
help me to conceal.
The colors in my hair,
the make-up on my face,
help to hide the me,
that i wish to be,
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So what did you guys think of my first three poems...by far they are the deepest poems I've written yet..i hoped you liked them
