Poetry

Reflections

He said I was dark, troubled and anxious

He called me quiet, awkward and inhibited

He described me as bossy, opinionated and difficult

He saw me as passionate, reclusive and artistic

I am a funfair mirror

Reflecting a different personality to each new visitor

Have I shown anyone the real me?

Or will I always just be a distorted image?

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