Old Photos Poem by Gwendolyn Rivers

Old Photos

She looks back at old photos,
That's not her she must disclose.
She looks like me,
That's clear to see.
There's something odd,
This must be a fraud.
For she looks glad,
And I look sad.
She is beaming,
And I am screaming.
She has hope,
And I can barely cope.
Though this is me,
When I was still free.

Wednesday, May 22, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: depression,mental illness,sad
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