Comfort Zone

Nobody really knows the real you They only see what you want them to One of life’s perks is freedom of choice Stay quietly hidden or raise your voice Show just a glimpse to avoid heartache No way to love fully, but your choice to make Be careful so this does not become A zone of comfort, a struggle for some Protection of self, on top of your list Shielding kindred from oblivious abyss And fallen angels are scattered about War casualties, alone in the wake of doubt Forlorn and forgotten since long ago Similar spirits see more than you know