Solitude
When I was a bit younger than I am today I spent some time hidden Behind those things in life that I had not then learned Scared of what the world believed about the man, I was False in every way, the cry is lost Now I know that my solitude is what was causing all of my pain Learning to adapt, and be comfortable in my skin Allowed the luxury of feeling closer to who I am right now Able to enjoy the knowledge That I'm really not so bad We can only know what we see The perceptions of others If I could see the world Through the eyes of another Judging all before me Or being faithful to my self Or someone other Perhaps the times I chose to hide Would prove to be worth less Than the truth of human feeling That shows me who I am But only in my mind Acquaintance Can be very harsh AGL