Reflecting (Nov 2)
November’s second day effort… a bit of self reflection, long overdue.
This girl I pretend to be
Prone to rage, awkwardly sensual
A costume, donned to enjoy
For a moment, at least, freedom
Responsibility, a prison I cannot avoid
Driven by duty and guilt
In her guise, I can set aside my shackles
A shade, infused with a joy I rarely feel
Or perhaps I am simply learning
This self, less than I yet still unfettered
Represents core truths I have denied
And I need only embrace them to ascend.