I am not the me you see outside
I am somewhat the me, more lied
I am not just the skin you see outside
There is more to me living inside
There's more but it's on the hide
Rivers pouring out inside
Leaking through the eyes
Wild thoughts hitting each other in the brain
As blood, the pen in my hand bleeds, pages stain
Heaven photographs the face
Hell coasts inside on the race
Time to time I catch myself on the rejoice race
Pests in and outside sucking the pace
I am the sun longing for noon to shine
I am the moon longing for the aging dusk to shine
I am the rains longing to rain
I am that slave longing the off chains
I am the pages seeking the pen stains
I am the leaf dancing in the hopeful winds veins
I am not the flaws outside show
I am the good imagined in every mind blow.
©Ibraheeman Jalloh #Dogoloya_Breed🇸🇱
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