The Other Me-A poem

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There is a part of me that is hidden.

She hides in the dark, watching every move I make

she notes my actions on a scrap of paper and points them out to me in the dark.

she laughs and says “stupid girl, you should be the one hidden”

The next day I try again, but the cycle repeats.

Everything’s the same,  and at night she points out my shame.

“You just don’t belong.” she laughs and no one proves her wrong.

I can’t shake her, no matter how hard I try

it doesn’t really matter in the end, it all comes back around again.

Eventually, what will be will be and there’s nothing I can say

She’ll be hidden forever, if I had my way

She laughs at my ideas, “You can never win.”

Through the fog of tomorrow, I start again and the cycle’s repeated.

I keep up the fight, I don’t want to be hidden

I don’t want to be her.

She laughs and says “You already are.”


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