I’m a complicated woman
I’m complicated being
Because I’m nothing like I seem
So sorry to those
Drawn to this shell
Sorry that I smiled
And made you feel well
Now more than ever
It is evident to me
My mind is enough
To keep me company
Still, I try so hard to conform
Stretch out my arms to fit into the mold
Fill my days and phone with
Normal everyday folks
Try as I might I cannot deny
The mold breaking beneath my feet
Perhaps mold-less me is free
I can finally feel as normal as can be
Why must it be?
Why must I need to have and show
What they all want of me?
Aren’t I enough, just one of me?
Living is enough
Lying is tiring
Happiness is with me
As hard as it is for you to see
I'm a complicated woman
I'm a complicated being
In your eyes
I will always be
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About the Creator
Lily
Writer, Teacher Assistant, creator and believer in the law of attraction
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Comments (2)
Society is a labyrinth of mirrors designed to trap the soul. True individuality is bought at what first seems a dear price but eventually reveals itself to be a steal. Well-wrought! Best wishes in your artistic endeavors!
Your poem resonated with me so deeply. I loved it!