Our inner personalities,
Who we truly are,
All that we hope to be,
Hidden under the cloak of persona,
The mask that we wear for others,
Fitting into precast molds,
For all the world to see.
Yet each individual is precious,
Each individual is different,
With exceptional potential by far,
Though exceptions may be shunned,
They stand out against the darkness,
Which is why looking up at night,
Reveals the moon and stars.
We try to meet social expectations,
And our light becomes carefully hidden,
Like treasure sinking under the sand,
And for many depression sets in,
As they begin to forget who they are,
Trying to meet the requirements,
Set in motion by another’s plan.
Yet exceptions can change the world,
With one person starting a war,
Just as one person could bring peace,
Yet peace must start within the soul,
Coming to grips with individuality,
Having the courage to show the world,
Yet nothing good comes with ease.
Pain is a part of living,
Leading to wisdom and growth,
Yet we are told it is something to avoid,
But there is no joy without pain,
There is no love without tears,
There is no courage without fears,
There is only a void.
I cannot wear a mask,
Who I am shows who I will become,
As I grow forward sharing all that I see,
Exploring life as an adventure,
Understanding human souls is the journey,
With the heart having vision,
Of all that can truly be.
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by Eric Visconti - Poet
Exploring Life
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