The Hidden Me
Walking through life all alone,
I live my life in monotone.
Watching the days go by,
I sit and wonder, why?
What purpose do I serve?
What is it to just exist?
Wandering blind in a veil of mist.
If the sun were to shine on me,
Could I open my mind and see?
Would I use my heart and soul?
Would I find what hatred once stole?
Young in life, my innocence lost, taken,
My mind frozen with fear, trust violently shaken.
Unable to shed a tear, my paranoia blatantly real.
Emotions unexpressed congeal.
My eyes leave nothing unguarded,
The real me checked and carded.
Awaiting a person who possesses the key,
To open the door and kill the pain inside me.
Summer Gratias
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