Sunday, October 23, 2011

The Known Stranger



A stranger in the mirror
  Stared back at me
Doubting her own existence
  She craved to be seen

She had a muffled voice
  Only i could hear
As she told me the tale
  Of how she disappeared

She chose to be herself 
   In the walk of life
Little did she know
  She had a lot to strive

Hoping to be accepted
  She strode down the lane
Where instead of joy
  She was stung by pain

There on the pedestal
  Stood someone else
Someone different
  Someone not herself

Shattered every bit
  She faded away
In the sunset of life
  Like a shadow she'd now stay

      This is a story forever told
      Of a stranger so new yet so old

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