Olivia Estep Poet I do not know?

In the Mirror

There is a different me
For everyone to see
I ‘m sinking in a sea
Of everyone but me

There is a different face
For those who run the race
I keep up with the pace
But my heart ‘s not in chase

For strangers I’m aloof
They are water and I’m waterproof
I’m not worth the simplest reproof

My friends and family see
A completely different me
To them I’m happy and free

But at heart I’m a poet
I’m a reader of books
I hide behind the guise 
Of various other me’s

A poet at heart,
Whatever they see,
A writer of stories,
Of love and gallantry.

So when I forget identity,
In the mirror I will see
A place that’s meant for all of me.

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Gershon Wolf July 18, 2020 at 10:23 PM Very much like you muse on the different aspects of your identity, Olivia. It is so interesting how different facets of our personalities come out with different people and in different situations... But good to know who you are at the bottom of it all. Lovely done! Peace, Gershon