Much of my life is camouflage
in secret - isolated cocoon
Deep contemplation
Self-deluding?
Protected by a fluid of silence
Some old treasure to painful to share
Too scared, ashamed to reveal
Like a liar boxed in his own lie
Too uncertain, lest I be exposed
Please respect me for what I am
Soon I will be born
Share your feeling,
Share your passion and pain
Laugh, cry, wonder
Until my first cry
Wait for my time
It will soon come
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