A note to my tangled self:
Some would say you always knew
your beauty was hidden somewhere
between the mask of twilight
and midnight
where no one ever bothered to notice
how invisible you had become
and maybe you liked it better that way,
flying under the radar
where no one could see your sparkle or shine
like the sea at high tide,
there were bigger fish to fry
and mountains to climb.
© Connie Song 2023. All Rights Reserved.
