The Jump

Behind my eyes
lies the fear
of feeling
inferior

so I wear
this disguise
to make me look
like I'm sure

of who I am
and what I like,
I really try
to ignore

the real me,
my real interests
don't really matter
anymore..

or at least
that's what I thought
with the perspective
I had before,

but since I leaped
and took this jump
"me" and myself
are so torn.

By myself
is where I was;
the outside
by the shore

of an island
looking out
waiting for
a ship to board

that would take me
to a place
where my face
could shine more

because being seen
is the key
to help me even
out the score..

"Me" doing things
that make me seem
like I am rich,
no longer poor

and make me feel
so fulfilled
and make me look
so secure.

I really thought
this was it,
that this mask
was the cure

to help me fix
this emptiness
that I feel
inside my core.

The appeal
was so real
of this mask
that I adored..

but having the mask
is having a shell,
having a fill
is either/or.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Ink-U-Script Avatar
August 5, 2016 at 6:37 AM
I really feel where you coming from to say the least. Love how you're in tune with who you are. I've always worried about what others felt about me when they saw me. Always trying to dress to impress...which I still do...can't help that. But I've learned that I'm here on Earth for a purpose and I need to fulfill it before I leave.
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August 5, 2016 at 6:38 AM
This was a very smooth piece!!!
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