I don't know who's more real, the girl I pretend to be in life, or the one I pretend to be in art. None of them are me, but they're the only ones I'll allow you to see. I need you to look into my eyes and acknowledge when they're sad without asking any questions, cause I'll always be okay in the outer world, I'll always carry a smile. If you read my words you'll know a hard sadness and madness, vulnerable and true to the chaos stirring inside. I will not hide my darkness there, no, it will shine on in my shades of black gray and blue. It won't be a reflection of reality, cause darling, I don't live there.
A star sitting next to a pond, why does she sit there in contemplation? Her light is nothing compared to the reflection of the sparkling sun.
I don't know who's more real, the girl I pretend to be in life, or the one I pretend to be in art. None of them are me, but they're the only ones I'll allow you to see.
To be a Trio is always a problem, but they make up One wonderful poet. Enlightening poem, very nicely written.
A nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Man leads his or her life at various level all the time under various permutations and combination. This truth is laid bare. A beautiful, mysterious and enlightening poem.