Hear Out Your Soul

No one to hear me when I call No one to catch me when i fall No life to live no death to die, Wanting to soar but no wings to fly. Alone and trapped with no one to understand, Being invisible was not my plan. Lost in loneliness ,locked up in fear, My calls for some one to hear me aren't entirely clear. This is me, your soul: you. The complex of your being, I is u, in which you are not for seeing. Originally written as an adolescent.