The selfie I see

Your sunglasses over your eyes,
What stories do you painfully hide?
The make up upon your face, 
Unneeded, for you shine out all your grace. 
The smile that lingers on the corners of your mouth,
Real and sincere or is it something that you have long feared.
And behind you the ocean, the sea,
What it tells me is all you ever wanted is to be free. 
You dress so casual, yet a dear ring shines on your finger,
How many more days, months, years, shall you let your mind just go on, strain, linger…?
Go. Be free. Let loose. 
Take off the masks. Be real. Be you. 
…Be true. 


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