Opposite Of Myself

Discovering Myself

I am not faceless, shadowless
I am that pretty face in those shopping mall mirrors

I am not sad
I am the light of people's lives
I am not searching for a long lost friend
For I have found those who mean everything to me

I am not hurt over a broken heart
For my heart has never been broken

I am not hoping for rain or tears
Willow trees can do that for me
I am not raging
For I do not have anything to be mad about

I am not forgotten
who would forget me?
I am not tired
For I slept well last night

I am not any of these things
But the opposite.