Behind the Mirror, In Front of the Wall

Tue, 03/03/2015 - 22:35 -- gnewman


Who am I

Behind the Mask

Do I live, or do I die?

In front of the past.


Will it last? 

I create myself

Every morning, before breakfast

In the mirror,

Find myself in the shower,

Lose myself

In your eyes

In front of the wall,

Behind the mirror.

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world
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