I like getting dirty again - poem for real souls :)

Knowledge

Books, papers and Magazines

In and out

and all about

Stuffed into head

Painted eyes red

She hungs on the door knob

the mask she wore

No more I want to look

pretended or

act smart

I have had my share of small fame

so lame , it went and came

I smile when someone barks

I stay calm as life gets dark

But ..today

just a day

I am what I am

messed up

freaked out , no doubt

to show my true self out

I like getting dirty

It made me free

It's me

the real she

for tomorrow again

I need my mask to hide away the stains

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