Why are you hiding?
Why has it become a skill
To see who you really are?

The futility of it all...
All they see, all they can know,
Is your disguise, designed
With a sleight of hand
To mislead all but me.

Perhaps that is why I
Create fear in you; I see
All that you hope to hide,
And fail to see
What is not really there.

The way you held on
Just a moment longer
Makes me wonder if you
Are beginning to feel uneasy
In your self made cage,
And are really wanting to be seen.

You need hide nothing from me.
I know that we are all
Spectra, woven from threads
Of a million different colours,
Dark and light. I will not
Judge you; it is not my place.

I know that what I ask
Is not easy; I have not even
Achieved that level of
Honesty with myself, but
My failure does not
Invalidate your need for success.

Someday I look forward
To seeing you. I know
You're in there, somewhere.

06/04/2006

Posted on 06/17/2006
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