Onions and layers

This place is crowded and somehow shrouded
With plenty of personality all fragments of me
A few of them are trying to see thru rose colored glasses
Hell bent of believing we should follow the masses
Another in a desperate struggle just to be
True to thine own selfÂ

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Thank you...I wrote it to my old dreams and plans...my past...my ideas of what it was all supposed to be about and then to the me..that exists from the fragments of time I've encountered...
yes I can see the point of view; Sarita, it's a 'different'  kind of write; not the 'usual suspects'' subject matter that 'put my feet to sleep'....you speak of being 'True to thine own self' or not being a phony who becomes whatever people around them expect them to be, and yes there are...' plenty of personality all fragments of me'  yet there is only one you....the write is very profound in many ways, and I believe 'true artists'  would embrace your intent and execution....I certainly do, keep doing you thing, this is a good poem on a superb subject, stay well Sarita....have a cool evening...coconut water! Â