I will let you see me if you want to
Take of the mask and show my scarred face
The face of a wretch
The hollow eye sockets of mine I can never seem to close
Anyone can see in but I figured a defense
Curtains, walls, and iron doors block the entrance
I am what I want to be and nothing more
Although sometimes I confuse what I want with what others have told me I want
Tap tap tap, always knocking trying to get into me
Telling me how to be
The mountains, immovable
Riverbeds run dry
A rock not beaten smooth but broken to bits
Fields of grass swaying with the wind
Them and I alike
I am the boy sitting in a dark corner crying out for a lifting hand
Too stubborn to grasp the fingers trying to pull me out
I am a boy I can do for myself
For myself I can do nothing
The quiet one in the halls
Eyes about to burst from the pressure of a brain so desperate to interact
I am a fasod
Maybe the tangible things are what I am
My shoes
My hair
My clothing
The truth is, I do not know what I am
If I give you the key to my heart will you explore with me?
Will you aid me in my endeavours?
Will you tear me apart?
After all, once I let you in I can't get you back out
I will let you see who I am if upon return you tell me what you have found
I don't know who I am
I will let you see me
But only if you want to
