Scanning my mind,
trying to find,
the true emotion I hide.
They can't be seen,
but they mean,
a world of different things.
Lost in the world.
Never to come out.
But they're inside,
wandering about.
It's true,
but not apparent,
visible but not seen.
All that is available to me.
Apr 23, 2012
Apr 23, 2012 at 4:24 PM UTC
Scanning my mind,
trying to find,
the true emotion I hide.
They can't be seen,
but they mean,
a world of different things.
Lost in the world.
Never to come out.
But they're inside,
wandering about.
It's true,
but not apparent,
visible but not seen.
All that is available to me.
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