Every time I look
In the mirror
I see a different person
And when you look at me
You see a new person
Someone Ill never see.
You know
On the inside
Were all the same
The key components
Keeping us functioning
Keeping us craving
A better look
A new identity.
Mask inner turmoil
With a new haircut
And crash your body
With no food
To change the outside
And ignore the in.
We dont trust ourselves
Behind the wheel
We block out the pain
Changing something
Anything
To lap up the compliments
And pretend
We feel better.
Can we ever be happy
In our own skins?
Blasted from every side
By the media
By life itself
Charging pressure
Forcing our hand
What can we do?
Go with the mob?
Or sit alone
On the outside.
Identity
Our fingerprints
Our DNA
The only things
That stay the same.














Comments
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There are more worlds than the one you can hold in your hand...
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Another awesome write
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~Theres no where we can hide, Except in each other~
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There are more worlds than the one you can hold in your hand...
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