Who Am I, Really?
I waver above myself,
Not really belonging;
The far away time of
Pretend confidence
I can no longer conjure.
No more blissful deceits.
Nothing but mysef;
But never my own self.
Copyright © Analie Prisca | Year Posted 2009
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