Me

Where did I go?
Where will I be?
Once you get past some things,
you start to see

that you are not you.
That you play a role
that plays what you are used to
before you started to stroll.

I am no longer me.
I cannot be myself.
I just say that I am
for the sake of my health,

even though it is false.
It really hurts me more
when I play at this play
that I did not see before

and just let it by,
let my real voice die down
in that little world I created,
inside that dying town.

You are there for a reason,
but you should be out here!
But I cannot find you, for
your location is not clear...

You were put away deep,
as to not become of them.
Those little voices in here
that constantly pull at the hem

of my mind, of my thoughts,
of everything that is mine.
I hid you so deep so that
you would be fine

and not corrupt from these voices
that fill my mind with vile
and freakish ideas that
tend to defile

the innocence of youth,
that was saved in you.
So now that I'm safe,
there is one thing to do.

I must search for me now,
so that everything will return
to the nice and creative thoughts
that I have missed, and will learn.

I will never give in to
giving you away.
I will find, you I promise,
I will find you one day...