Who am I?
I look in the mirror,
I see a familiar face.
But who is this?
These eyes that look back at me,
desperate, on the edge.
A silent tear escapes,
A cry without a voice.
A moment passes...and two.
A forced smile plastered on,
I walk out with a mask unknown.
Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 10:47 AM UTC
Who am I?
I look in the mirror,
I see a familiar face.
But who is this?
These eyes that look back at me,
desperate, on the edge.
A silent tear escapes,
A cry without a voice.
A moment passes...and two.
A forced smile plastered on,
I walk out with a mask unknown.
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