Monday, August 21, 2017

Being Real

Are you out there?
Are you reading  these words of my heart? These words of my life? Words poured out as a record of my vulnerability?

I'm real
I laugh
I cry
So real that
Someday
I will die

I'm a shy
Little girl
In my heart
Have to be tough
So this world
Can't rip 
Me apart

I'm alone
I'm solo
With me
Only me
I'm real
I am
Just what 
You see

Are you real?

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