You or me?

I have visions of the woman 

I longed to be

her expression is strong 

she intimidates me

her hair is the way I 

always wanted it to be

short and curly 

as it is naturally

instead I choose to hide behind

this long and straightened hair of mine

the weight pulls out my curly mane

straightens the roots and hides my face

it's my unique 'trademark', I'm told

as if without it, it wouldn't be me

so afraid I am for people to look closely

in case they don't recognise what they see

the skin that is scarred

from those stressful days

when living with bullies

when my grandad passed away

she's the stronger version of me

that version of me you all think you see

but I know inside

it's all a big devise 

she tells me that it's almost too late

she's angry at how long I make her wait

but she's patient; she knows me better than I do

the time will come, when I'll be ready to meet you

Reviews

[R.E. Ray]

Laura, this poem so eloquently speaks to how we struggle with fear, and how it paralyzes us. I think most have experienced what you describe here. We have the courageous self and the cowardly self, and ironically the latter seems to control the former. Strange how our minds work, and illustrated well in your poem.

[Laura Kate]

Thank you R.E Ray for your visit, and for your feedback. You have articulated my feelings so well, it is much appreciated
Laura

[Chris Shaw]

Sometimes it takes a while for the true you to blossom. Stick with it I say. She'll emerge like a butterfly when she is ready. Universal theme here LauraKate.

Chris

[Laura Kate]

Thank you Chris
Laura x