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Jul 2020
This soul is mine
But skin of some other
Masquerade that I’ve put on
Replicated from another

I wanted to be you
Your skin so comfortable, full of originality
When you were not around me
I stole your personality

Ignorance was a bliss
As I enjoyed the few seconds of fame
But the conscience was screaming
Foreign beast, trying to tame

It was all an act
A pretension
"Admire me
I crave your attention"

But soon I realized
Foreign skin too, has flaws
But it’s all too late now
I can’t seem to let it go

I tried to change myself for the world
Trying to impress one another
Replicating the Replicated
I feel lost forever

I want to be free of this sin
Can’t reside anymore in this foreign skin
Because I am trying to live a lie
A lie that’s not even mine

It’s all a deceit
That you see
I really don’t know myself
I desire to know what it’s like to be me!
Written by
Always Sulking
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     Savio Fonseca, John parker, Fawn and Kayls
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