of who I think I am
to see what is real
at the core.
No longer a daughter
there goes one layer.
No longer a child, a teen.
So many layers I have shed
over the years
without knowing
without minding.
When I am no longer
a mother, a sister, a wife,
a friend
who will I be?
Find out now!
Before these layers peel away.
Find out now
what is real
at the core.
© 26 Jul 19
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