Thoughts of a Rambling Mind

Who will see me?

I'm used to smiling even though I am aching,
Laughing and joking while inside, I'm breaking.

And I've always had ways to keep questions at bay,
Like how I'd live through the night and sleep through the day.

But sometimes, just sometimes, I don't want to hide,
I want to be able to release who's inside.

To step out from the shadows to where everything's bright,
But will I be too exposed when I'm under the light?

Cause I fear what you'll notice when I've nowhere to hide?
So, I cling to the reasons I've stayed deep inside.

This prison's my comfort, it's where I belong,
I'll go back into the shadows, for the darkness is home.

Still,
I'll always pray that someday I will be free,
And I'll find that someone who'll truly sees me!