Matron Bell

She’s a contradiction
a turmoil of confliction
She sees herself through
jaded eyes, lost within
her morbid mind.
With the heart of a
child and a woman’s
wit in society’s molds
she seldom fits.
Any beauty she possesses
is entirely in the eyes
of the beholder.
For her view of herself
is often glossed over.
She sees herself through
a murky haze of
disjointed images
and broken mirrors.
She ain’t judge herself
from someone else’s view.
To herself she stays true.

The work we did together –
Trouble Maker

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