The Skin I'm In, a poem written by Lynn White at Spillwords.com

The Skin I’m In

The Skin I’m In

written by: Lynn White

 

I used to wonder
how I would grow
and yet still fit in the skin I’m in.
If we would grow together,
me and my skin.
Well, we seemed to have done
quite well
for a long time.

I used to wonder
how you would grow,
and if you would still fit
the skin you are in.
And if we would grow together
and stay intact in our
separate skins.
Well, we seemed to have done,
for a long time
anyway.

Now I wonder…

Am I still the same person
under the skin?
Are you?
I think I am.
The outside has changed.
But inside my skin
I am intact.
Myself as before.
I think.

Not quite so comfortable
in my new skin, though.
It doesn’t fit me too well.
Doesn’t always represent me.
Doesn’t look like I still feel.
Like I still am?

What about you?
Are you still that person
in your new skin?
I’m not sure now if the inside
has also been renewed,
changed.

And if it is only on the outside,
that we have changed together.

Lynn White

Lynn White

Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud 'War Poetry for Today' competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and a Rhysling Award. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including: Apogee, Firewords, Capsule Stories, Gyroscope Review and So It Goes. Find Lynn at her blog - Poetry - Lynn White.
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