Self Poem by Star Crossed Lady

Self

Rating: 4.5


Misshapen lips
Crooked nose
Muddy green eyes
Who you think I am
Is nothing but woven lies

Way too tall
Too fat
Marred hands
And scarred skin
Who I truly am
No one understands

Truth is
I'm just
A scared little girl
Wearing a mask
Faking my way
Through the big bad world.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: self reflection
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 05 December 2017

A nice poetic imagination, Krystal. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks

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Kelly Kurt 14 April 2015

We all wear masks, Krystal. Great poem. Thanks for sharing Peace

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