Split Personality

On a good day, I’m Patricia,
Smiling cheerily,
Appear prim and proper,
In a good mood, basically.

Sometimes, I’m Kayla,
The uncontrollable beast.
Don’t understand myself,
Not in the least.

Once, I was Angela,
Ordinary, yet beloved kid;
But in my head was
Unfortunately, a short circuit.

I’m three women in a body,
Every day has no normality.
No one knows who I am
Because of my split personality.

*Photo by Elina Krima from Pexels

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