Reflection
Feels like I've faded in to the back ground
And still even now confedence one lacks
Jaded, the fact inner peace is still unfound
But no paint brush will ever fill them cracks
Now looking at my reflection in the mirror
Is one that just seems so old and so grey
And on closer inspection, it's even dimmer
My story told from what was then yesterday
Now a blank canvas where was once colour
Not saying that I was some kind of portrait
But anxious, comparing myself to every other
As what I once saw I really liked but now hate
Those textures that were once rich in youth
Now withered with time that’s passed me by
Mixtures of every emotion now it's like struth
Looking back at me is that the same guy?
This was already on here but just felt neede tweeking a little bit
trying to put in bettter form or context add a little humour
less trival than before but still anever ending battle ith ones self
reflection originaly called dismorphia
somthing delt with sinse my teens though through my twenties went out my way to ahnge myself a lot
gets harder as you get older though i think
NOTE LIKE OTHERS TWEEKED A LITTLE JUST FELT BEFORE TO MUCH CONTENT
NOTE UPDATED ABIT DON KNOW IF SHPOULD CHANGE STYLE OF WRITING??????
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inspierby by all the cool soup poets sinse last januray PD LARUA REBBECA ECT XXXXXX
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WRITTEN BY MYSELF DAVIDSCOTT JUNE JULY 2013,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
Copyright © David Scott | Year Posted 2014
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