The Real You

You know I see you

The real you that you tuck away like an embarrassing sin

The one whose smile duets with the evening sun

Who dances in the rain with a clear umbrella

Sings to the moon

You know I see the real you

Never far away like how you told yourself

She’s ever present, here even as we speak

She’s here

Dancing still, singing still

And in your lost gaze I still see glimpses of her smile

She is alive still

And she is proud of you

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Exposition: Ever hidden your true self from people, even the ones closest to you? Are you ashamed of yourself? I am. If you spend too long hiding behind a mask, you become the mask, leaving your true self forgotten. Do you remember who you have been before shame overwhelmed you, making you feel as if you are too much of an embarrassment? This poem is about healing low self worth, reuniting with your true self and honoring who you are.

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