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Myself

by Beth K Hannah

I am dressed to the gills
In my normalness
My skirt flares to show
How much experience I lack
I try to ignore and forget
And see you from another angle
I wrote your name
With mine traced underneath
I grow more and more myself
And keep losing my chances
And my faith
Redemption lies in your puzzle
The pieces I need are lost
I bring myself farther to
What I want to be
But I lose you entirely
Is it worth being independent
If you can't touch me?
Is it worth being normal
If I can't be myself?

11/18/2002

Author's Note: Never know what to say.....umm....the search for individuality in a world that craves normality.

Posted on 11/18/2002
Copyright © 2024 Beth K Hannah

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