Freedom

Jaded
Look at me
I can see my reflection
The fog is gone
And I am clear
No more hiding in corners
No more painting myself blue.

It's true
Look at you
That grin you wear
Is all for me
And I can breathe again.

Who knew these walls
And these layers
Could eat away the core of me?
Who knew all those worries
All those fears
They weighed more than I could carry...
And all I could do
Was stagger through the day.

Look at me.
I'm free.

Published by Jaded

I am a stay-at-home mom and part-time transcriptionist. I am passionate and complex, and use writing as a way to let my inner self speak.  View profile

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