Underneath
All of me is not what is here,there's more to me than meets the eye,
what is close may not be near,
but hiding with an alibi.
At first glance may seem the same,
normalcy with a different meaning,
to some and all life's just a game,
never pain or suffering, bleeding.
there are two sides to every story,
where there is light there's always dark,
where defeat tramps glory,
and two in one embark.
on a journey of a precious kind,
applied all throughout life,
from forward and behind,
i think this life will have to suffice.
Copyright 2007
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