For I…

Drifting, fading, falling, is all I feel from the ones I love

            Because of the things I think and feel is more than enough to cause such

For I am seen a failure in my eyes, for my brain is my fault

            The ones I love do not understand what I see and know, for they are blinded by them selves

I tell them what I am and they are masked by their disbelief, minds shadowed by their thoughts

             For they are worried? As for my thoughts cannot conjure what the future tells, much I must learn

For I now feel lost and alone yet accompanied, fear for they will know the true me…

             Should I continue to hide in fear and secrecy just to please others for what they want to see of me?

Or should I just stop for good and never return…?