Abby Keen Harris
Myself In The Mirror - Poem by Abby Keen Harris
As I look upon my face staring back at me in the glass.
I notice I see many different faces though all of them my own.
First I see what I call my true face, The face I was born with.
Second I see Asteria's face, The face of my sexual desires and confidence.
Third I see Draken's face, The face of my masculinity, silence, and pains.
Fourth I see Mz.Hyde's face, The face of my demon, my rage, and my vengance.
Fifth I see Erissia's face, The face of my musical talents, my mystery, and my knowledge.
and Sixth/Last I see Amyethist's face, The face of my spirit, my magic, my animalistic sides, and what i would love to be.
As I see them one by one, They greet me like they always do.
With the smile or wave of being someone close to me.
And like always they disappear as fast as they came, but when I need them they always come.
And for a moment I feel like I have loyal and real friends, though they are just parts of my mind.
Maybe one day I'll find them in people I care about and be able to connect with them once again.
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