Trapped.
Bound.
Lost.
Engrossed in pain.
Stuck in bondage.
We allow some to see us but yet we have yet to see ourselves.
We won't take our own mask off to be real with ourself.
We fail to stop lying to our heart and our mind. We keep to ourselves and not open up to those that care for us genuinely as we hold tight to past pain that will hold us back from where our destiny lies.
Telling ourselves that we are alright we become an empty shell of our former self.
We then try and muster a fake smile for the outside world to see while our eyes the window to our soul shows a void so deep that we can't deny the truth.


© Sista Alia