This Shell

Sometimes I wish I wasn't me

Get me out of this body and set me free

There are so many things I want to see

So many places I want to be



This shell that I am in tells all lies

With each rejection a bit of me dies

With each failure my soul sighs

Knowing this why should I try



To be what a real man wants

To be someone that others hunt

It would be nice to have that front

To not be thrown back like a runt



I want someone to see the real me

To know me to the highest degree

To want to be the keeper of my heart's key

To love me and never want to flee

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July 8, 2008

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