This is for a contest at Deviantart...we're supposed to write based on a specific theme. The theme was: 'yourself' Write a poem about yourself. I think I did well at describing myself in most of the lines, while still leaving it open for interpretation...At least I hope thoughts please. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I met myself the other day...: I know so many individuals, yet I know not a single one of myself The skin I carry is not only a fascade but an empty canvas / More than just a protective shell I shift shapes of my own and replace them with those of others: One day, my interior will be filled with dirt The next day I will paint my walls in the brightest shades of optimism, covering yesterday's hurt I say I could care less about your opinon But inside, I scream at you for saying the same If I could, I'd take the easy way out, while bathing in the greatest attention and fame I will never praise myself, for I'd like praise to be heard from lips other than mine I'll swallow the harshest words of criticism, feel my insides churn but still sport a smile, acting like I'm fine Melancholy is the only one to keep me company more often than not But I won't take depression's exit, I don't want to stop I know so many individuals, yet I know not a single one of myself I try to portray with words, what I believe I portray with flesh ... Just another controversial fragment of my inner self Life is like a vocabulary. Our poems would suck without it.