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UZara Mist Mar 2018
Wake up,
you're alive.

But who asked if I wanted this life?
I didn't choose to be here;
nor there.
yet, I'm everywhere.

Day by day,
I pass through time -  
like a bird in the sky.
My mind,
in a constant bind.
Thoughts consumed of what I once knew.

Night by night,
My soul -
finally set free.
The moonlight -
I wish to be.
Will I ever be content with just me?

Sleep,
Please don't dream.
UZara Mist Mar 2018
My body is the image you see of me.

However, there is depths of me
so deep -
only few have seen.

Compared to the bottom of the ocean floor.
A level you can't explore;
some day I'll open up my heart once more.

This is how I feel,
because what I see in the mirror isn't real.
I've let my ego dissolve;
so my heart can evolve.

Look at me,
&
understand what I perceive.

Because my skin is an illusion,
It will fade in time -
And I'll be old and grime.

For the body I have isn't what I want you to see;
It's the soul that I want to let speak and be seen.

A mind of its own -
An energy of life.

Waiting for my match, -
To ignite my light.

— The End —