selfportraitcrpdI know who I am

Deep inside.

Yet always on the surface

Is the other self.

I feel that deep self inside

Peeping out through the clouds

Of the outdoor self

Of my existence.

I know it’s there

Yet I choose to ignore it.

I walk through my life

Not in my life.

Cause if I walked

In my life

I’m forced to deal

With all the pain, rubbish, tarnish

That makes me a flawed human.

I want to walk in my life

Not through it.

But, it’s not that easy.

 

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Loberg, E. (2013). Poem: It’s Not That Easy. Psych Central. Retrieved on December 21, 2014, from http://blogs.psychcentral.com/manic-depression/2013/05/04/poem-its-not-that-easy/

 

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