Do you see me?
I wake up to myself
clothe myself in outfits that suit me
I walk out to the world
with all of me
In hopes of meeting minds that think like mine
And hearts that accept mine
In my dreams, its all so easy
That I'm seen for who I truly am
Yet when reality strikes
I see that it's just a dream
Like smoke I disappear
Like vapour, all of me quickly vanishes away
For all you see are the clothes on my back
And the words of my mouth
You think you do
But do you really see me?
- desoba__
About the Creator
Desoba
Every story is worth telling.
The Business of Nature
Dew drops reflected the light of the sun. The inhabitants of Whispering Woods woke up to the golden droplets of water on the leaves of the flora. The oaks particularly enjoyed the light and the maples did, too. Happiness enveloped all who lived there, even the rocks that cried out in the night delighted in the morning.
By Skyler Saunders2 days ago in Fiction
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