White Porcelain

Standing behind the curtain

I look out and see

white porcelain staring back at me

Now I know for certain

There is nothing here 

for me except shame and fear

No one will want me, someone so broken

my heart is in pieces 

cracks and creases

from all the hate spoken

I want to be free of this cage

that hides me and fills me with rage.

Stepping out in faith

I have to move on towards the light

I cant give up without a fight

no longer will I be a wraith

hiding behind fear and shame

I know I am not the same.

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