Back on your map
A bleep on your radar
Sign above my head
Seen from a far.
Whys this only just happened?
What has changed now?
Why am I suddenly visible?
I'm not well endowed.
My face is the same.
So is my hair.
So why now have you chosen..
To see me and be fair?
©Odd
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Just a some what "odd" girl, living in what feels like a glass box. Hello Opuss, the savour of my sanity. my little private world amongst a life of being watched and watching.
To not recognise your reflection, Is to lose track of yourself. A confusing mental projection Can be bad for your health. The stranger in the mirror, The shadow on the wall.
I want to feel like I belong, Somewhere safe, A feeling that isn't wrong. Warmth is a stranger to me, Never feeling comfortable, Or that I can leave myself be.
Come to think of it I'm not entirely sure Where I lost myself Maybe it was in those 8 hours of classtime Lost in notes and due dates Equations and definitions In beds of strangers or Old friends...
I love. I hate. I cannot control my fate. I laugh. I cry. I don't know when I'll die. I succeed. I fail. But I have never been to jail. I go silent. I scream. I see butterflies in my dreams. I give.
I place a mask over the face of my real self. I play the role which disguises who i really am. Somewhere inside you and inside of me. Lurk our real selves, a static and formed reality.
Cracked and broken. Now put back together. This is me. After being under the weather. Talkative and attentive. Not to forget loud. I wear my quirkiness as a shield. Of that I'm quite proud.
Hello again, today is Sunday, December 9, 2012. When people ask me who I am, I usually have no answer. But even with no response, I know that I'm a person, I know I am.
It takes courage to grow up and be who you are, Bravery as well which comes straight from your heart. To know that this person is you, It's kind of satisfying as you are no longer looking for clues.
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