Searching
You climb up the wall strung with ivy curving on the surface like snakes. A gust of wind pushes you down before you reach the top. You sigh, having been so eager to overcome that wall and expose the vulnerability that lay beyond. You return each day at dawn, seeking truth that is not so easily obtained. You seek to know the real me, the creative me, that hides behind the wall I built. If you ever do find the girl you were searching for, please let me know. I would love to hear what she's like, for we have lost touch over the years... Write Up- My poem titled “Searching” is about how I hide my true self in order to seem less vulnerable but in doing so I have lost my creativity and uniqueness. I forget how to be that part of myself. It's as if she is an entirely different person now. My fashion and mind used to be very different than everyone else, but now I dress and act like a stereotypical blonde girl. I showed the theme by writing about how someone is trying to see the real me and get past my walls, and how I asked them to tell me about the person they find, because I no longer know her.
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