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LENSES

I struggled for too long
Being who I wasn’t
Fitting my circle into other people’s perfect squares — into all their
expectations for me
Their perception was all that mattered
What they will see and say
Their standard for success and achievement
I showed up acting who I wasn’t
Like a dancing monkey
under obligations to perform magic
To gain their recognition
and affirmations
for being who I wasn’t
Against being Me
I broke the chains and gained freedom
the day I stopped looking at myself
through other people’s lenses
because I discovered
people wore lenses
tinted and shaded to suit them
not Me
© Stella C. Obokoh 2019

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