Sick of looking at myself
From the inside out
Same old sameness
Quaking under my skin
Rattling this clear sphere
Like the girl in a bubble
Wanting new venues
Wanting to see myself
From the outside in
With different sky
Different earth
Different stories
Different skin
Wanting the newness
Of the world yet traveled
1 comment:
Another prize...your poetry speaks to me so perfectly.
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