I was split into two when I was
six
I met a new me
He would cover up my feelings, his job was to fix.
I was split into three when I was ten
I met a new me
She put up a happier me, her job was to bring back the friends I lost back then.
I was split into four when I was thirteen
I met a new me
He was the smart one, his job was to get me out of troubles that I couldn’t have foreseen.
I was split into five when I was fifteen
I met a new me
He was the aggressive one, his job was to protect me from anything that was mean.
I was split into six when I was sixteen
I met a new me
They were the loving one, their job was to spread excessive love so it would keep me serene.



I was split.
I met a new me
They didn’t know who they were unlike everyone else.
Who am I?

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Although you never spoke a word,
It was just a conversation I overheard,
Just like a flame that was about to go out,
the words that came through the wall felt like a blackout.
All you left behind was an empty shell.
Left with all our memories without a farewell.
Just like the box we buried, you seem to have hurried.
We could’ve done so many more,
But here you are no more.
As the rain hit me and the ground by thunder.
The stone stood malevolently snickering at me as if it was reminding me that you were now 6 feet under.
My only wish is for your peace, as I rest a flower by the stone only wishing that you’re now at ease.

My dad was always proud of me because I was capable,
Oh what a perfect child
My mother would boast about me to her friends because I was responsible ,
Oh what a perfect child
My relatives would praise me for looking desirable,
Oh what a perfect child
Somethings was always missing
Oh what a perfect child
I couldn’t put my finger on the emptiness within the words that kept hissing
Oh what a perfect child
Until a different set of words came out of their lips
Oh what a perfect person.
The first words that called me perfect for every aspect, they brushed my cheeks with their affectionate fingertips

Chanted down on the mortal grounds with no ore wings, torn by he hounds.
Are you happy with your attempt to be free? Or are you merely disguising yourself with a hollow glee.
Wish to be found but don’t make a sound,
They may be watching somewhere, squirm to be freed from the nightmare
Hide little swallow, and let your partner follow.