Plain Clothes

Stringing days together

Dressing them with lace

Lining them with velvet

Inside pockets tucked away

Shell like suede, taken from my hide

I wear it like a mockery


Void of pride

Hiding little of the self

It’s no disguise

It’s my life turned inside out

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