It’s the holidays and I’m contemplative
Sometimes I look completely different.
There were years in between. Look at the features and if measured would be the same. But separate mood? I look shallow and fake. But it’s just me with minimal makeup.
The other? Different but still with make up. And I swear you can see me thinking.
Sometime in 2018 I lost the life in me. By 2021 it was returning but,,,
Not amused
There are plenty of selfies to see as I progress: And the light is nearly there in all. People again tried to destroy me and with no sleep and the torment that goes beyond bullying? And I seem like I couldn’t possibly be the sweetheart people remember.
I don’t want to be the biggest dragon in the building but can be. Till I sense a bigger one, and can relax.
Meet me in person? The sparkle is there.
Sylvanna Devlin 
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