I have ridden the ride
i have ridden the ride only a few times and now i must hide.
Visible to me, but hidden to you
The visibility is quite cruel and i wish it were untrue
Always hidden to you
Forever and ever hidden to you
It hurts when you know its true
Even more so when you know there is nothing you can do
No one but myself to blame
Now i must be hidden, over flowed with shame
I seek a new name after i have invited this shame to stain my name
There is far to much pain in this present game to find my new name
Only time will heal with emotions opposite of steel.
Hopes for one day i will not feel like half a man
It would mean the world to me if you held or even touched my hand in this self earned darkness with confusion and bland
No motivation just intense hesitation with an uninvited side of regretful frustration.
One day i will again breathe and be visible, clear, and easy to see....