Cardboard Self
This me that I created Made from scraps of disused parts A cardboard self, meant to be discarded Adamantine armor to protect my heart
Would you love me as you love her This woman you befriended Or would you discard me as others have If this woman’s time were ended
Perhaps you saw what I now see This mask I wear not fooling you That she is not a falsehood But what I am… my utter truth.