Two People, One Soul


She is tall and thin
More like a mop than a pin
One glance of her gorgeous face
It'll have your heart running a race
She is talented and smart
Alas she is not a dancer and doesn't care for art
She cages herself in a room
Afraid of what the world might consume
For she is prejudice of others opinion
So she has people to be her minion
Hiding in her own universe
Knowing that the truth will be worse
But the thing about this girl
Is that it's me in my mental world
She is me lonely conscience
She might even be my very essence
But if that is who I want to be
What does it say about me?

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