What am I?
i looked in the mirror at my bearded face
and peered into my eyes.
and saw all the things I hated.
hypocrisy.
ignorance.
jealousy.
confusion.
in that moment
i became something I hated,
i can't be this person.
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BeardedPoet
I'm an aspiring poet from the small town of Newbury Park. I'm currently in my graduating year of high school and was first inspired to write by the movie "Dead Poets Society". My favorite poets are Dylan Thomas and Christopher Poindexter. I have all of my poems documented on Hellopoetry.com and on my Instagram @wise_man_poetry. I mostly write free verse about my experiences and interpretations of my surroundings. I'm greatly inspired by human behavior and nature. I hope to publish a book of my collected poems in the future.
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