Lost Identity
How can this be?
That this face I now see
Was the face of blissful youth
And everything yet to be.
It’s now twisted in hatred
Misery and pain
My Life's hard lessons
Have clearly been in vain.
Those once innocent eyes
Bright and filled with wonder
Now dark and full of contempt
From the dark spell I’ve fallen under.
Drained of everything
That was wholesome and clean
Unable to remember what hope
Or happiness really mean.
Staring now back at me,
Are my eyes that now see
The reflection that depicts a face
I no longer recognize as me.
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