Hiding in plain sight
Insignificant by choice
Terrified of being trampled
I'm invisible
Unseen by the world
Insulated by sorrow
Nowhere to be free
And no place to hide
How can I escape?
Incarcerated by fear
Constrained by the past
I'll just stay buried
The sun brings no warmth
Its light is concealed from me
Why does it bother?
It does me no good
Hope is a swindler
I'll be enchanted no more
All is dejection
Freedom is fleeting
there are days i can sure relate to this, phil. thanks. :hug: