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Hiding Herself


She looks at the mirror

with glistening tears

staring at what nobody else could ever see.

Scars invisible to the world

mar all of her thoughts in regard

to what she could be

and what she sould see

and what on earth is reality.

 

All alone she cries

staring at her naked body

exposed and afraid

that everyone can see what she does

every flaw

every crack

every tear 

every fear

the they can see her for what she is.

A broken child hidden with in

a perfected costume for day to day,

a smile and body of normal skin.

 

But when everything is torn away

what is it that people will say?

Maybe they have themselves hidden away,

just as broken as I am today.

 

 

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RAWR! My life revolves around music, especially rock/post metal core. Songs are poetry with a melody, which can save us from this cruel world we live in. Honestly, I've lost a lot of hope, and am working to recreate it through poetry. I wish for others to see the impact they have on others. Please leave comments, I'd love to hear your opinions. :) "So I can take this pen, and teach you how to live. What is left unsaid, the greatest gift I give."-"Saviour" by BVB

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upnorthdavid
Wow, very vulnerable stuff. I love the phrase perfected costume! Way to go. You have a gift. Check out a similar poem I posted called Broken

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