Hidden Truth
Why can I not find
the words locked inside my mind?
(The truth that wants to break free).
Truth of this facade,
that my life’s a masquerade.
(The truth hidden inside me).
Words of my sorrow,
my wish of no tomorrow.
(The truth longing to break free).
A seeker of light
trapped within an endless night.
(The truth lying within me).
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