A Beautiful Exhaustion

This will be a collection of poetry I've written over the past year


2. Just Me

I look in the mirror hanging on the wall

But I don't recognize the girl staring back

She looks weak, tired, and so very small

I still talk to anyone who'll lend an ear

But it doesn't sound like me anymore

Her voice shakes and rattles with fear

I move the black ink over the blank page

And the words seem to be just the same

It's still me I just broke free from the cage

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