*Trigger Warning: Abuse, Neglect


I mirror people
Every stranger
Every lover
Every person who ever laid hands on me
Constructs the definition of me
When I go searching for my identity
I walk
Amidst people
I mimick their actions
The way they walk
Their pout
And I’ve found myself
I am their prowess
I am the result
Of heartbreak
Then, why
Do I reduce myself
Into being them
I’ve found my identity within these words
I can turn
From prowess to power
It needs work
But don’t we all?
Aren’t we all
A master piece in the making
We are the result
Of 1.2 billion years
Of explosion and combustion
And for me
To find myself in you
Is an act sin
For I have been crafted
To find much more

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