I take another look at myself

​​in the mirror

to fix myself. Either prepare 

to melt in or stand out. 

In my own eyes I’m a fool

but my peers admire me.

I’m extremely smart

and outgoing, vivacious. 

Sparkling eyes of a happy woman.

Only I know how miserable I am.

Nothing about me seems real.

Nobody knows about me

my self-destruction.

Someday I may explode

the way a star does

when its existence

is spent.

Until next time, 

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