Stranger

naaviie • 976 followers

Look at me -
What do you see?
Is it vacant eyes,
A mouth capturing lies?
Or a warm heart,
Laughter lines like art,
A gentle smile,
Or a glare to run a mile?

Am I just a stranger,
Wandering this world,
Dancing in the rain,
Longing to be twirled?

Just look at me -
What do you really see?
Do you see my soul,
Do you see if I'm whole,
Or can you see a scared little girl,
Just exploring this big old world?

[so sorry I can't remember who came up with this challenge of the first two lines...?]

#emotional-vulnerability #general #identity #inner-reflection #introspection #self-discovery

How did you like this story?

Your feedback helps naaviie understand what's working

Similar Stories

To Be Yours.

I don't know where I come from, I don't know where I'll go. I don't know when the sun will come, When the winds lunge to and fro. I don't know how to tell your tale, I truly wish I could.

New Eyes

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.

Self-Reflection

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.

Belonging

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.

85.Who

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.

A Masquerade Ball

Our emotions are hidden, Life is a masquerade ball, Hiding our faces, We dance through the hall, We hide Behind A simple facade, To protect us from interrogation, From what they might ask, Some...

Pictures To Burn

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.

I

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.

Comments & Feedback (5)

Sep 7, 2012 at 6:41 AM

Lovely stuff nic 👍❤👏😘

Sep 7, 2012 at 7:22 AM

This is wonderfully written Hun 👏👏👏❤✨❤

Sep 7, 2012 at 7:23 AM

Don't know about the challenge. But it has dancing in it which is today's movement word. Lovely. 💚

Sep 7, 2012 at 10:30 AM

@leelee101 @misslittleDHP - thank yoooou 💚💚💚

Sep 7, 2012 at 10:30 AM

@eddie12309 - oh yes it does! Oh well I did a different one for dance 😊😊

Similar Writers