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Dark Poem



Underneath,
Underneath the warmth and smiles,
I am there

There is where I am frail and angry-
Trying so hard to understand,
And failing miserably

There is where I am rude and ugly,
Where I am tired and confused,
And no one seems to understand
My insanity

And down there is where I am a liar,
Where I am hurt and depressed,
And my self-loathing
Is impenetrable

And down there is where I question,
All that is me and surrounds me,
All of the masks that people wear,
So much like my own...

For, down there,
Where I am moody and sad,
I am possibly,
Absolutely,
Incredibly,

Alone.


Claire K.
written on 8/29/02