I lower my chin now
whenever someone pulls out their phone
just in case
there is a shot
in the offing.
I hate photos
for showing me for me,
this external shell
which bears less resemblance to my true self
the more years go by.
Every once in a while
the camera will catch it,
a glint in the eye,
a slight upward turn to the lips,
and there,
almost,
for a fraction of a second,
I see it.
The real me.
Someday
I will be whole
and wholly myself.
Until then
I drop my chin
every time
I hear
a click.
joyroses13
Sep 22, 2015 @ 01:26:46
I like this, but I don’t like it at the same time, its sad!
little learner
Sep 22, 2015 @ 05:42:34
🙂 It’s where I am currently living — in between this world the next. Not a bad place, but my heart is pining for “home” and “rightness.”
Casey
Sep 27, 2015 @ 13:42:08
Amen sister!