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Undertow
March 8, 2014
My flaws are loud,
My beauty soft-spoken.
I strive for perfection,
Wishing not to be broken.
I wear my heart on my sleeve,
Raging, red, and racing.
My smile barely concealing,
the problems that I'm facing.
I try to act grown-up,
Sometimes taking it too far,
But I'm as vulnerable as a baby,
I feel I'm never "up to par."
Some days I'm low tide,
Feeling lost at sea.
Other days I'm high tide,
Drowning in possibilities.
But what I really need to do, is just be me.
© Lyra T., Orondo, WA
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