Impressions Lie Poem by Mandy Lee

Impressions Lie

Rating: 3.2


Confidence, a shell,
the pigment you see.
Confidence, the lie,
all, but me.

Doubts and fears,
churning inside.
Hurt and anger,
things I hide.

Persona a facade,
a game of pretense.
Persona the wall,
a wall immense.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
the irony of being called confident.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Diksha Panwar 21 July 2012

i really loved your special and specially the starting lines are superb good job :)

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