Friday, June 18, 2010

When I stand before you
I see myself
No-I see who I want to see
At that very moment

When my world is sky blue
And my heart is lighter than helium
I see me beautiful
With a sunbeam smile
And eyes like the cloudless sky
Yes, I can love me, too

When my world is a rainstorm
Torrid floods smear my face
Distort and appall me
I am a pallid ghost
The clouds cast ashen shadows
Across my empty expression

What is it that others see
I often wonder
If I change like the capricious heavens
Making and remaking myself
Until I'm satisfied with me

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