Deep down inside, there is something different, something unseen.
Yet by day and by night it is kept hidden in fear and out of sight.
For fear bounds and constricts true colors, personality, and ideas, and instead displays a reflection.
And this reflection only displays the colors of the beholder and appeals to their innermost whims.
But all along behind that reflection lies the true colors, afraid to one day show.
Afraid of the possible humility and so they decide to stay hidden.
The reflection continues to show through, drowning out the true colors until they are unsure of themselves.
Unsure of who they want to be.
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MindFull
PoetryWhen an artist lacks the ability to depict thoughts and feelings, they turn to words. Each poem is constructed in a moment of disparity, distress, or even overwhelming joy. Some even just discuss everyday life or the inner workings of an individual...
