Poem -

selfdoubt identity thief.

I don't want to BLEND in,
I wanna STAND out,
PURPLE hair,
SKULL leggings,
I wanna,
SCREAM,
And SHOUT,
make NOISE
Remove all SELF-DOUBT.

For some time,
I was a FLY on the wall,
Of my own LIFE,
Wishing to be MYSELF,

Silently following the LAMBS,
Wishing i was BLACK amongst the white CLOUDS in motion,

STIRRING tonnes,
Of emotions,
Questioning MYSELF,

SELF-DOUBT,
is a lonely place to BE,
Confining,
Your TRUE,
IDENTITY,

I'm on an ADVENTURE ,
NOW you see,
seeking COMPLETENESS,
A journey
To BECOMING the real ME.

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jennifer

This is brilliant! I really love the flow :) something to really relate to.

Thank you for sharing ^-^ x

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you Jennifer, appreciate your understanding sweetheart, much love to you princess xx

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Surabhi Saxena

Superb work dear..!! Very Ipmressive..:)
Love
Surabhi

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Ravindra Kumar

Acceptable words clarifying the motif -

"SELF-DOUBT

is lonely place to BE,

Confining,

Your TRUE, 

IDENTITY,"

Ravindra Kumar

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Tony Taylor

Powerful, and angry, and moving.......made me want to bang my fist on the counter......so good...as usual!!  smiles to you Miss Sanderson......tony xx

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Nardine Sanderson

Haha thanks Tony your a darling, can imagine your reaction, much love to you hon xx

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