you come to me
yearning to breathe my breath
yearning to touch the baggage within
can you handle this grin
the grin I make
when my world begins to quake
when the demons within
won't let me win
when I smile to appease and please
it's not real
the grin I wear
it's a camouflage
to hide what's really inside me
this monster within
this glutton for punishment
the self destructive tendencies
the pain and suffering
I don't know if you could ever
bear to love the real me
what you see is what I prieceve to be
what I want you to see
what I wish to be
but it is not the real me.
©morgan2020
M