Unwanted Child of Indulgence
The penetrating security I’ve found
In our little immature relationships
Never talk unless something is desired
The monotonous depiction of friendship
You're undesired wisdom you share without a second thought
When you know nothing about me, about who I am
Do not be fooled by this number, there's such much more inside
One to talk, should you ever recognize where you are
Surely it would destroy your umbrella and let in the rain
Whatever you think you know about me
Is seen through a haze of your own ignorance
Dealing with who you really are
This is not who I am
Seen through the eyes of others
God is still merely a friend
You know nothing of the real world
The stabbing knives you would call people
The enveloping lie you would see as love
Hide underneath your umbrella deep inside the closet
I won't be there to walk you through this
We're all taught through neglecting silence
Take a breath before you step out
It'll be the last one for the rest of your life
Frightening rain rips through your shelter
I stand outside your group of followers
Look not to me for direction
I am a wandering flock of one
Find your own way through the enemy's playground
The teacher's left a long time ago
As dependent as an infant sheep
You can not, you can not
This is not who you are
Copyright © Seth Cross | Year Posted 2010
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