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Those cameras see the person I am on the outside

Friendly, determined, and moral

They fail to see the person I am behind those brown eyes

A man whose seen enough tragedy

Experienced enough pain 

To last two lifetimes

But I regret letting him out his cage for his and their sake

So I speak on his behalf, to spare those close to me 

My friends, family, and my lover

To be their shoulder to lean on, their advisor

In order to protect from becoming me

 

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