You can’t blame me for being self-obsessed
as I have been compelled to live within myself
My window only opens inward
Even my universe-large love and loyalty
are only a little shrouded cocoon
never wanting to be exposed
never wanting to manifest in chrysalis
You can see, evil reads my mind
it wants the innards of my truth made vulnerable
So, it has my seclusion defined
Even my talents I have obscured
beneath the snows of oblivion
to be discovered in the ice-melt of another age
You may think I have no courage
to be my own person
But I can tell you, yes, I am!
The cave that granted protection
to so many others, in the storm
And it did not even get the acknowledgement
yet, there are hand imprints on its walls!
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