Celina Adrian

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"inner child"

no one recognizes you
when you cry
tears streaming
identity concealed
to those who choose not to see you
at that moment, awkward

face distorts into something 
you yourself are fearing
afraid of watery eyes
and clouded perception
you choose not to see yourself
at that moment, awkward

a strong child plays in the distance
noticing you, so lonely
she approaches and holds your hand, tightly
seeing you
at that moment, seeing