Canyon Country, CA
You repress and cover
your inner feelings and show.
Only that, that which you allow
others to see and know;
But, I saw
I know, I see.
The you, the you desperately
fighting to get out, to be free;
Within the recesses of your heart, you mind, your soul,
you're afraid to show, to let others know-that you're vulnerable.
You laugh, you joke, you play, and so well you cover;
your hurt, your despair, and, how you suffer;
I come to you, no knight, no shining armor of white.
But only, so you'll know and maybe might.
Share with me that which you hide,
hide deep inside.
Share with me, a friend, your inner being, where you truly abide;
So hopefully someday you'll use your rusty key.
And invite someone in, in to see,
the true you within,
your reflective twin,
and just maybe she, who you allow to se,
just maybe, might, be me!
Did Jesus laugh?
I think He did,
'cause He was once
a little kid;
and all of us
were made with joy
both sugar-spice girl
and snake-snail boy!