Who am I anymore, hiding inside
Sealing my heart from my friends
Preventing them from knowing this
The nature of the strain upon me
My sins and their weight overhead
How much I have poured out, given
Hope and peace from the core of me
My wings slowly wrapping around again
Eyes in the mirror reflect no lies
I cannot hide from the person I see
And alas... I do not hate my reflection
This person, who's eyes are so old
So full of compassion and apathy
A mix that is contradiction at it's heart
And so it is that my heart is at war
torn between loving others unconditionally
and caring about them not at all
So I separate myself from everyone
Standing alone, as the moon hangs above
What can I do when I feel the tears fall?
My own sobs, so long repressed cast forth
forbidden weakness, heard only by me
Foolish pride and absolute independence
How pathetic I feel, straining onward
Trying to limb when I should just fly
Disguising the fact that I am broken
Struggling onwards despite this pain
My frustration with my own sorrow
Keeping it silent and keeping me stoic
Even as my loved ones watch and worry
I lie to them, and crush my emotions
Because, even when I feel the most hurt
This angel, this man, has a duty
And I would rather fall, than to ignore it
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