It isn’t Easy Being Me

Do I wear my heart out on my sleeve?

Only covered by a coat of despair?

Are my eyes expressive,

only shut down by being stoic?

Does my face tell a story,

only hidden by fear?

Do I cry real tears,

only frozen and broken away?

Is my stride proud,

only weighed down by past?

Is it time to shake off the barriers,

to see me?

The real me.

Can anyone see,

who I really want to be,

underneath all the heaviness of pain?

Can they see who I really,

want to be?

Can I see?

Because it isn’t easy being me!

Linda


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