Alone

I have walked though a hall of mirrors

None of them are really me

I have written a thousand lines

And still I ask

Is this who I am?

My identity is shards

Broken pieces of so many things

Mistakes

I shouldn’t have made

Glory glowing in my hands

Secrets, slices, long sleeves

I’m frightened

And that’s okay

I’m a genius

And a fool

I’m frightened

But I know one thing

To be true

I’m not alone