Impenetrable depths, enigma wrapped in quandary.
Why? Why you? When all the world seems to say I'm wrong.
I wish I could make it go away, thrust it back into the darkness whence it came.
Fulfil the role society condones for me, obediently follow the rules.
Instead the best I can do is to hide inside my own skin.
Pretend to those around me that I fit into the proper template.
While all the while I'm screaming inside, frustration boiling.
The tension building, the real me drowning in a sea of wanting.
The agony of never being able to be truthful.
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Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B
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