What is it that I see when I look at you?
Is it me,
Is it you?
That can’t be me,
That can’t be my face,
I don't look like that,
Do I?

What is it that I hear when I listen to you?
I know it's not me,
That's not what I sound like,
In my head.
Why does my voice sound so,
Different,
Strange,
Alien?

Why is it that everything seems so,
Distorted,
Ugly,
And Wrong?
Why isn’t everything like it appears in my head?

07/31/2006

Author's Note: this one too, was written for my class and the date forgotten. it was also just kinda written for the hell of it.

Posted on 07/31/2006
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