House With No Mirrors
If the walls didn't shatter my pride,
I'd have been one of a kind,
Ceaseless thoughts I'd have declined,
An empathy for myself I'd have defined.
Thinking why I was designed,
I'd have found self love behind,
This uncomfortable skin that binds,
A barren soul and heart combined.
Nor by gender would I be confined,
In this hollow bottle of so called mind,
Perhaps I would have been blind,
And have been a bit more kind.
In a house with no mirrors.
Took inspiration from Sasha Sloan's song 'House with no mirrors'
Copyright © Carmael William | Year Posted 2020
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