Cardboard Self
This me that I created
Made from scraps of disused parts
A cardboard self, meant to be discarded
Adamantine armor to protect my heart
Would you love me as you love her
This woman you befriended
Or would you discard me as others have
If this woman’s time were ended
Perhaps you saw what I now see
This mask I wear not fooling you
That she is not a falsehood
But what I am… my utter truth.