When I look out my window and it starts to poor
That's when I realize I can't be without you anymore
You ran away
And disappeared leaving me on
Autopilot
Im not me without you here
You left and I can't find you anywhere
I don't know how to get you back
I have tried all the possible ways
People say change is a good thing
But how is it good when I lost the
One and only thing I need to be happy
Me
Me
Myself
And I
It's gone leaving me an empty shell to be
Broken
Into pieces the eye can barely see and impossible to fix
The me
My parents raised
The Me
My friends have knows for years
The Me
I remember
Im gone
The thing is no one knows
I put on a mask every time I'm not
Alone
I have learned how I was and
Kept that projected
I hate having to do this to the
People I care most about
I just can't fix it
I'm just so
Broken
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Author:
Poetry_Lover (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is a poem I wrote expressing my fellings of loss. Not the loss of a physical entiti but the emotional attachment we have to ourselves. I feel like I put on a circus act for paying customers. If I don't preform good enough they leave and give a bad review. All the love PL xxx
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
We all put on masks in differing situations but when we are with ourselves just think of the good that has happened in our lives and the real person shines through.
Andy
Good write, P.L.
We are chameleons by nature. Don’t abuse the skill.
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