| Transformation of a Rose Confused, hurt, not knowing where I belong Searching for the right way to go Searching for the person I truly am Seeing me through my eyes, not others. Confusing others, always Mysterious, shy, coy, blooming, finally. Manic, sad, asking, "Why?" Why can't I just be who I am? Reaching deep inside my soul Pulling, prying out what is there. Allowing these lips to smile again, This mouth and heart will speak freely The soul will not be silenced any longer This heart will cry when it needs to It won't be ashamed I am.....me! Next Masqued Home Behind the Masque |
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