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.