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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nice rhymes
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For a moment there is thought perhaps you found a bit of freedom from that mask…being tired of the fame and willing to get a bit dirty…but then in the end you need it again…they are hard to let go…smiles…
ReplyDeletesuch excellent imagery Uma
ReplyDeleteLyrical...this is begging for some music...
ReplyDeleteSong sung so well!
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