Cloak My Every Doubt
I’ve spent my life trying to deal with my past,
Dealing with the future,
And dealing with the present,
But I never know who I am.
I can’t hide behind my façade anymore,
The lies I’ve been telling myself,
No longer exist in my mind.
A wall comes crashing down.
I no longer have a blurred identity,
Life is beginning to make sense again.
I can’t hate myself like I used to,
I can no longer run from the pain of my soul.
I need to be strong,
Be collected,
Be worth a damn to myself,
Be a human again.
Life is meant to live,
Not to hide,
To die inside,
Or to cry!
Where do I turn,
With this wealth of unrequited knowledge?
What can I do,
With the rest of my eased soul?
This blurred identity has hidden me for so long,
If it no longer is part of me,
Who am I inside,
Or outside of my heart?
Will love conquer my essence,
Destroy my demons of fear,
Cloak my every doubt?
Or destroy everything I believe in?
Who will answer my call?
When will my blurred identity show my true loving form?
When can I exist again with a loving soul?
When will I stop caring about others first and myself last?