Demeanor short poem

Uploaded by mba k

My body has shredded all skin,
no more wild blood shooting in.
Running out of its fuel, I feel.
There are only bones everywhere I touch
& nothing, nothing else left.
It is a demeanor,
I never chose to be in but,
I’ll carry it everywhere for everyone else to see.
I will deceive and mislead them,
only to show what they truly deserve to see.
Something I’d never be.
Hiding my true self from me,
Keeping it safe in a place where it is also free.
I visit it often
Because that place is completely me.
I will always hide, for this world is so chaotic to live in.
I choose to show them, some parts of me,
Parts that will never be me.

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