CHosing who you are

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CHosing who you are

Looking up you can see my face,
Its not the face of the name I was given,
Olivia is not who I am.

I no longer go by that name,
A face thats eyes are crazed and dark,
Lacking sleep is a given dark bags streach under my eyes,
Lips no longer smiling,
But chaped and cracked.

You may ask who I am now,
I am Amber,
Yet how long with she last,
It is only a fleeting life,
Why waste time on time as one who does not matter to yourself,
Even if it is yourself you are throwing away?

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

OutcastAmber’s Poems (37)

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Broken Dreams 0
Falling Petals 0
Into the Dark 0
Daydream 1
I know Now 0
Brought back 0
CHosing who you are 0
Belive 1
Over 2
Tea Party Of the crazy 0
I was not Bore of this Day 1
Words Unwritten 2
Wonderland 2
Reach out 2
Locked up 2
Rembering 3
Pulling me Down 1
Shatter 3
Nightmares 3
Pyro 2
Monster 3
Play the game 1
Insanity 2
home 0
Dances with death. 0
For the Colors of the world. 0
The first cut. 1
Dance of the dead 0
Myself 1
Hugging the blade 3
Time can heal broken hearts 1
I want you. 0
Why? 0
My world 1
Sunrise on the Water 1
Memories Woven thin 1
Why would you? 1