It's Alright But Something Is Different
What we do is to keep up appearances,
Conceal circumstances,
Hide our true selves,
Keep those books on our inner shelves.
How can they comprehend?
We'd rather pretend,
Sojourn through the darkness,
With Nature standing as our witness.
We search for the light,
As we each day quest and fight,
Gloom hides in the chamber,
At dawn, it emerges from slumber.
What we are on the inside,
It’s not the same as the outside,
Some people seem not to believe,
I try not to wear my heart on my sleeve.
October 23, 2023.
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