The Truth of Me
Struggling with emotion
There is no cause to be found
A sadness creeps in
I'm suddenly way down
Cold air breathes through my lungs
But rather than wake me it makes me sleep
Ready to hibernate or alone walk the dark streets
Eyes open wide budding with tears
Filled with dread akin to fear
Its a struggle internal and no one can see
Because I artfully hide the truth of me
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