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Anthro-Poetry
You’re wrong, I scream it at the top of my lungs, exhausting myself
You do not impact my life
Every breath I take is on my own agenda, not yours
Every laugh I make is for myself, not you, your soul does not deserve the pleasure of hearing it
My joy is free and true, a spirit so light, no longer hindered by you
I am happy by my own doing, I freed myself from your deadly shackles
I left your city, even your state
I am me now, without a trace of you to disgrace me
But my face resembles you, I have your nose
My last name is the same, connecting us by four detrimental letters
When I visit your world everyone reminds me of our indistinguishable features
How can I forget your presence when everything in my life is a painful memory
Why must I accept this life when all its brought me is pain
I wish to change my face, but doing so would acknowledge the power you have over me
That you do, in fact, control my thoughts
And I will not admit that you have the capability to change me
So I smile and laugh like you don’t influence my brain
I take deep breaths, not out of exhilaration, but to stop my mind from this way of thinking
Trying to convince myself that you cannot govern me but I know that’s not the truth
I smother myself in makeup so I won’t see two faces in every mirror I pass
You do impact my life
My gut wrenches when I say that, but it’s true
I can never escape the face of you
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My name is Kelsey Tate, and I've been published once before, but I am in the process of getting some of my monologues performed!