Stolen Identity?A Poem by WindsongThis is just to vent my frustrations mostly...It's very choppy."Hey twin"
Once again they say I'd have lost my identity If I'd had one to lose. The world frustrates me With how it doesn't care Who I am What I like And even if I'm there. Why can't you try To see who I am? It's because your vision's clouded with her shadow And you can't see past it To find me. I'm just "that smart twin" Or so the world claims And to it I'm just not here I don't exist And never will. This challenge I will rise and meet I deserve my own identity And if you refuse to try and see past her Then you'll never see the light From my personality. -------------------------- Being an identical twin, my sister and I have always lived in each other's shadows. To the world, we aren't two seperate beings, but rather "the twins". It's not my sister's fault, but the world's. Why does the world assume that because we're similar on the outside that we're identical on the inside??!!! We're NOT!!!!!!!!!!! To those friends who have taken the time to learn us both as individuals, and not as a pair, I thank you. You know that our personalities are as different as the moon is to the sun. Once friend wrote me: "As I look through the shadows To a light that blinds Yes I see that you are truths, But of very different Kinds." ~Lizzie I do believe that friends like this one are what keep me going. I couldn't live without my sister though. She and I understand each other because we've had a lot of the same experiences. Just like a best friend. No, we can't read each other's minds, but we are like best friends in their ability to talk without words. We share the bond of love, not telepathy, and that bond doesn't make us one person. "Look! Those twins Both of them are genius! But you don't take the time To differentiate between us"~Lizzie Thanks to all the people who understand I'm my own person. I just wish the world could be a little less indifferent. © 2008 WindsongFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on February 23, 2008 AuthorWindsongAboutWhat if everthing we have ever known---our whole existance in itself---was only a complicated illusion? What if everything we see, hear, and know are all lies?? What if the news and television were .. more..Writing
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