My Self-Image

I put on this self-image,

Whenever I'm around,

It's smart and superficial

not showing inside the frown

that grows, increasing at each moment.

I walk through various places,

treasuring two-somes.

Intimidating groups,

they do not know,

That what I wear is merely a frivolous frock on top of

my self image...

But now my new self-image,

Whenever I'm around,

Is quiet and anxious,

yet showing a inner strength,

that grows, with each line of the story.

I walk through my daily routine,

treasuring those around me.

Familiar faces,

Now do they know,

That what I have is more than a frivolous frock of self image.

But hope.