I look at it
The likeness of me.
A picture captured in a
Moment of smile.
You see relaxed black eyes,
Contentment in the smile.
I look at it
The likeness of me,
It looks nothing like me.
Its beauty belies the hideous truth.
A forced smile hiding loneliness,
Masked black eyes covering the dying soul.
A moment of hanging on to
Dear life captured.
Many do not see the truth.
They see what their eyes
Permit them to see.
Another pretty girl with a life
Fulfilled.
I look at my portrait and see
Nothing that I am.
YOU ARE READING
Paradox
PoetryCollection of poems I composed with themes of life and it's contradictions through my perspective. #1 rhetoric
