Will you know?
How much I show?
What's buried very deep below
You won't ever really know
It's not that much
Don't think it's more than such
You're a child in this class
It's my choice if I teach you or not, alas
I can keep you in the dark
Or have you live ignorantly and take you to the park
I'm more clever than you know
I'll take you where I want you to go
You can't even begin to find the real me
Because if you find me, you'll beg and plea
You can't hide from things you can't see
I am the master of this place
Whether you see my facade, or my real face
It is my choice alone
You can try to dig deep, but be frozen to stone
You can't win the game I created
If so, I'm sorry we're related
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Living In The Mind's Cage
PoetryThe poems start inexperienced, I was younger then. As you read further it shows my growth as a person and my fallbacks. Maturing slowly through each one. It's my mental journey. These are poems are my outlet and help me with my issues when I can't d...
