Two Poems
I’M BROKEN
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I’m told to hold my head up high,
Metabolize hate into fake smiles,
Believe in strength and prophecies,
Reach for the clouds,
Outdo everyone I can,
Keep my mask up, and stay loud,
Either pray for hope or hope to pray.
Nobody can see my broken side.
TWO-FACE
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To stay in one place,
Where no one can tell when something is wrong.
Option one is a smile, but option two is a frown.
Foreshadowing moments of life become show and tell.
Asked a thousand questions but the answers can’t be found.
Cancel everything in my plan.
Expose a room of two-faced smiles.