"I see what,s in front of me"

All what I see in front of me.
Is real and help me to make my day.
Feel like a new person.
But what, s behind the vision.
Is not the happiness at all.
It is a twisted face of hurt and pain.
That I still feel, and know it is still there.
Especially when I look In the mirror.
and see the face that is permanent.
until I look away once more.

This poem is about: 
Our world
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