What I Behold
A picture of innocence I'm told
when I look in the mirror
that's no what I behold
I see a fake smile
a grin for your benefit
As I struggle to choose my words
I end up blurting out
having diarrhea of the mouth
I laugh it off and kick myself
through silent peals of doubt
Copyright © Sarah Hall-Matson | Year Posted 2015
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