When You Came About
as I look into the mirror,
I wonder what i see.
is the person staring back,
really me?
moisturize my skin,
do my hair the way I like,
it looks like me,
it seems like me,
it doesn’t feel like me.
I scream into the mirror,
frustrated with what I see.
the person staring back,
isn’t me.
I lost a part of myself,
when you came about.
you took my innocence,
and my recollection.
I thought I knew myself,
until I met you.
sometimes I feel sad,
when I think of you.
but now I realize,
I’m better off,
when you’re farthest away.
always have been,
always will be.
it took some time to show,
that you only care for yourself.
but now I know.
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