People see me as they do
as in my discovery
I didn't know I was so evil
People see me as they do
as in my discovery
it made me ashamed to cry
but i cried, and cried....and still cry
Cry out to above and below
to settle things in the middle
People see me as they do
as in the beginning
cover also cover ends
People see me as they do
as in my discovery
I found out, I loved myself more than I realized
People see me as they do
as in my discovery
I found here friends
People see me as they do
through their inner spectacle
fuzzy, magnified, even small
Their words and body language
reflect what is true or not
in the mind of a person with dementia
through a fun house mirror
Further hazing the perception of their reflection......
Christine Mary Z.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
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