SILHOUETTE
I am here,
Yet you cannot reach me.
You only glimpse my silhouette,
Never the real being.
You may never know
If beneath it stands a monster
Dressed in branded clothes.
I disappear like the breeze;
Within me lives that speed.
You will never grasp the real me,
For understanding me is a knot untied.
Whatever it is you see,
Know that it is only superficial.
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Where the true being rests,
No soul can truly tell.
Whether illusion or dream,
Whatever it may be, that is all.
I cry the cry,
I laugh the laugh.
I sob the sob,
I smile the smile.
Yet none of you
Can truly comprehend me.
My emotions are whirlwinds;
Whether they settle depends upon the wind.
After all,
You never saw the being,
Only the silhouette.









