Kathleen L.

Reject the idea.

Excuse myself from thinking otherwise.

You can’t convince me to change my changing mind!

I am forever a chameleon,

Which seems to be the only decision

I have established with confidence.

My principle is so:

I’m human, I always see

Bothersome qualities that I can change, and it never

Ends, there is always more to be

Perfected, but perfection is

A lie for it is created

In the ideal dreams of the mind, and when one gets

Near to perfection it flees the grasp because

Those dreams emerge with

Even more flourish.

But going around in this

Wheel keeps my soul busy.

The chase is half the fun of the hunt.

How much I enjoy sifting through all the different disguises at the costume store!

I also order them online, and in a couple of days the shipments arrive.

Body paint! Let’s start coloring from the fingers.

A tan, tan color, apply it smoothly so it looks real!

One wig, two wigs, three wigs, four,

Want to make them go “Ga Ga” so I need 20 more.

Addicted to false lashes, ‘cause mine aren’t long enough.

I need a drape to hide my windows from the rest of the world.

I’ll never admit I don’t recognize that girl in the mirror.

Yet the mirror tells me I’m looking at a real girl

Buried underneath layers of emotions, of wishes, of desires

Too many, too complicated to understand.