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.
Copyright © Olivia Estep | Year Posted 2020
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