There are sorrows, there are burdens

There are joys, there are dreams…

There are treasures, there are secrets

Life is more intricate than it seems…

 

There is so much within us

And there is so much we keep

Fearing that we would be judged

To be too cold… or too deep

 

To the world we try

To show a side which could sell

All the while our true selves

Hide in our shells…

 

We fear anyone who gets too close

We try to hide… yet we let them see

All the while… wondering if they really understand

How our hearts long to be set free…