Who am I?
Am I the glittering pink eyeshadow pallet I crave?
Or is my sparkle dimmed by the hurt that swims amongst dull green
and fading tanned blotches on my face?
Can they see through my veil,
Through the very thing I am not?
helpful or harmful
MacGyver or conniver
~ spidey-sense tingling
7/15/2022
Senryu (for you)
Image by Mark Toney using canva.com
You took my identity
and so as my reputation
For it's easy to say
you're me
Took all your infatuation.
You got everything you want
All that because of me
On your hand is an access
Taking my life and say
you're me
You just stole my name
as identical as my shadow
But beneath of your plan destroys
I'm the one being swallowed
You're the kind of a crime
manipulative yet controlled
It's like a fall on a devil's trap
Now being trolled.
LeiStrauss2019
You steal the shape of every curve
On every woman I deserve.
Your mask always covers the face
Of each girl I'd care to embrace.
Our past will not let me erase
Your image, not even a trace.
Now I fear all women left,
From your identity theft.
He applied
For the
Job
The job had
Been filled
It was posted
Ten minutes ago
It had to be
An internal
Deal
She was approved for a car
The dealer said
"This may break your heart
But the car has been
Sold"
She walked down the street
And who did she meet?
The man who's
Job had been
Filled
They talked as they walked
Then it was revealed
They thought
That misfortune
Was an identity thief
Who only likes
To steal
At the Lost And Found, I called Dial A Prayer
I had a map, but not a clue one
Old age yes, it must be identity theft, someone stole my life
And if I felt it freeze my soul
I know I've finally lost control
And if it spoke to me in vain
I know I let it steal my Name
And if I take before I give
I know it claimed my right to live
And if I sought to make it real
I know the hurt could never heal
A dream of hate is still a dream
No matter how real it may seem
Because I try my best to love
I hope to join my Self above
Because I'm desperate for a Friend
I hope someday to make amends
Because I cry from loneliness
I hope I can escape from this
Because I give before I take
I hope He'll gently let me wake
A dream of love is still a dream
No matter how real it may seem
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