by Terry O'Neal

I sit in the bathroom
looking in the mirror,
I sigh-
Here I go again.
I run the comb through my hair,
and I sigh.
I see my true self,
Kind of blue
like a Miles Davis tune.
The reflection of me
I search deeply.
Who am I?
I sigh-
I make up my face
leaving no trace of
what is.
The dark rings
surrounding my eyes
I disguise.
I look in the mirror,
and I sigh-
Here I go again.
Another day
the show will begin,
but on which note
will it end.
Here I go again

Repetition by Terry O'Neal

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