Bryce Miller

Rookie - 20 Points (December,7,1996 / Toronto, Ontario, Canada)

She Is She - Poem by Bryce Miller

She is not a copy,
she is not a fake.
She wasn't made perfect,
but there was no mistake.

She is she,
that's enough for her.
That's more then enough for me,
it should be enough for everybody.

She has to be more though,
more then she's been.
More then she wants to be,
just to fit in.

She can wear a mask,
it's not your typical mask so don't be alarmed.
It hides your imperfections,
and shields your heart from any kind of harm.

It's a way of being the person you can't,
for many reasons let's say.
It makes who you are on the inside,
seem to just slowly fade away.

The mask builds a place,
inside your mind.
Where emotions don't exist,
hurt feelings you could never find.

You can find her there,
lost within her depressing thoughts.
Thinking about everything in life,
but the happiness she has always brought.

She can be saved,
not with diplomacy or war.
All it takes is a little affection,
and a little love nothing more.

Though I am not the one,
who can convince her otherwise.
Already burnt that bridge,
having no hope to improvise.

Trying to explain to her,
what it means to care.
Is easier said then done,
she believes it's not there.

She says we made love,
but how do you create a feeling.
How is love different from the other emotions,
did we create all of our heart's meaning.

Love wasn't manufactured,
love can't be put a price on or sold.
Love wasn't processed,
love does not age or get old.

Love is love,
and she is she.
Both are the same,
and both have so much significance to me.

Topic(s) of this poem: Love and pain

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 1, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 6, 2015

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