Running With the Lone Wolf Pack

We all have a gift Wrapped up tightly Secured by our emotions Hidden away from the outside world Some may believe we are not worth giving We may believe we need to be returned A pretty box may be what they see But an empty soul may be all it contains Do you dare unwrap your gift Unleash it out into the world With no guard with no safety net In the middle of a crowded street Do you dare peel the hurt back for all to see Do you vow to be the lone wolf forever more Run astray from the pack Feel you don't fit in Rush to an end before there is a beginning Beyond every pair of eyes is a story and every gift that is unwrapped no matter how ugly how hurt or how lost There is someone out there willing to unwrap it and love it for who or what it is now and will become later For all you lone wolfs out there you are not alone in your struggles and love does not run from you; you run from it.. I use to be the one running....