Split 6
by Reba Shields

How to explain the woes of a child
Who must talk to herself everyday
To compensate all of the people
Who invade and conquer her mind
There are five other selves behind her
And each gets their own moment to shine
When sharing a body with six
It's like a full house with no room to breathe
The worst part of all is the truth
She knows and created each one
But a game went wrong and now she goes on
In a shell of six different personas
Three boys and three girls make up herself
Each one the opposite of another
The twins, the actor, the friend, cousin and shadow
All make up the one little girl
"It's easier than thought," she says to me
It's like we all live in the same world
The twins know the actor; the actor, the shadow
And there is no room for alone

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Poem Copyright 2007 by Reba Shields


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