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WHOSE FACE IS THAT IN THE MIRROR?
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FIRST FOLDER I felt your eyes burning holes in my back
My heart was racing, my confidence broken
My self-esteem shaken
An inferiority complex on my face
A refugee look, marginalized
Queered by my own mouth
Did I really want to retire
Or did I need therapy?
Cheers to the longest pain I have ever felt
I didn't want to get out of bed
No sleep, my legs cramped in the night
Did everyone hate me
Or was I just worried about my future?
I was in this cave of pain
And it would not let me heal
Almost all my friends were gone
It seemed like I had been lost
these last few years
Devils taunted me with my own fears
I needed to start to come out
I took slow deep breaths
Loved ones will come back if they feel the same
Just as Socrates said
No one should live an unexamined life
Your feelings are your own--logos, reason
Your subconscious, too--soul, psyche and God within
You control your feelings
You control your actions
Whose face is that in the mirror?
