Her
HER, herself she cant deny
Why she feels why she wants to cry.
As she looks in the mirror
She tries to figure
Why she can't configure
What about me?
What is it?
She's empty but feels so full
Am i sad? Trying to force the thought i'm happy she asks
Or...
Am i happy? trying to force the thought i'm sad she asks
As she keeps on asking herself
She starts to lose herself
Or was she already lost
She thought
See these things we wont know
She herself does not even know.
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Copyright © Christin Lares | Year Posted 2017
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