What I've always wanted
I realize
Is for someone to see
the world through my eyes

Though no one ever will,
I fear my mistakes and misdemeanors
seem unclear
to all but myself



In solitude i find my own place
to go when i fall from grace
.
.
  .
    time and time again

And from my closet i pull a mask
the performance begins!
as i do every menial task
to appear as they expect

And even in a different place
unknown eyes watch
and present every case
for unwarranted scrutiny



and then the people i thought would stay
the mistakes i made
oh,for those i did pay
.
.
  .
    dearly


Apologies seem to fall flat
as the multitude of roads I chose
that seem to be recurring

So see the world through my eyes
i beg of you
please recognize
the efforts of my newborn self
put past memories
on a shelf and let me start anew