My story is a Mask and a Spirit
My story is being different, yet the same
My story is the beach, a school, a home, places microscopic to the world, but huge to the story.
My Story is a chant, a melody, tragedy and blessing
My story is a yearning to be myself but the fight for approval
My story isn't dramatic, My story isn't normal
My story is consumed by demands of this world
My story is small, My story is huge
My story is your story- is our story,
Struggle for your spirit, while being entombed by the mask
My story is growing, My story is life
My story is..us.Me. The specks os dust compared to the universe
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A Few of My Favorite Poems... By Me
PoetryJust a few of the poems I've written this month, and one i just found in my dresser randomly from a few months ago... so... enjoy!
