I am not ok
I never really was.
That girl you see laughing
Is an impostor
of what I never became.
Will anyone
get to see the real me?
I’ve become what I
never wanted to be.
My life is filled with
silence and regrets,
some of which I can
never forget.
Those distant memories
are lost in the
words of tomorrow
like snow, covered by sorrow.
My life is a vacant memory
of never being the real me
It’s time for a new beginning,
one good enough for all to see.
©Amanda Catherine
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