Hiding, Hiding, Hiding,
yet not realizing it.
I imagine I am in the sun;
Smiling, smiles of empty joy.
In darkness, I live and smile,
no one can see me smile -
But the sun that I created warms me with cold;
Cold in darkness that does not warmly shine.
To me it does as I continue to fool myself;
reality distorts and I am emptily happy.
One door, maybe more, lead out into true sunshine,
and I wait for them to open.
They remain closed for I only wait
and never take the initiative.
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