What's really real, can you see the unknown.
Something like myself, I just don't belong.
Rare as a jewel from beneath Earth's Stone.
Sorta like my soul, a new rebirth a new home.
Push through the storm, is all I can do.
Never sitting in my worries feeling sad and blue.
Pick up the pieces, move on to something new.
You never know what life has in-store for you.
Detangling my thoughts from what is real or fake.
Removing the veil that's all it takes.
Dig deeper something's tend to hide.
Go quiet, go within, go inside.




© TeriSmith