a lion in sheep's clothing

I’m living a lie…
Trying so hard to survive.
Talking the talk of fantasy.
To become what I’m not…

Walking through the motions.
Of wasted time…
Only to realize should I care?
Is it worth it?

Look at the mask I wear…
Two tone the color of false emotion.
Can you pick out who is the real me?
Gaze into my eyes, what do you see?

Belief I once had…
Love I once held…
Righteousness, lost in the shuffle.
tenderness & warmth now all but a dream.

Sleep I wish I had…
Maybe then I would dream.
Of what is now and not what was before….
Not to hear those voices in my head.

To be able wake in the morning.
To open my eyes, to peer in disbelief…
Into the cracked mirror.
To see the two faces of me…

This poem is about: 
Me

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