Darkside

Two of me dwells inside me.

There is a realm in my mind

in which I dare not enter.

A place I try to hide what I really am.

But what use is there in hiding?

In the end I am corned by what really rules me

and no matter what, any fight I put up, I lose.

There is no way to win.

Overtaken by sin, I finally embrace

what cannot be defeated.

And in time, whatever good

is left in me, is only enough for a mask of innocence.

A mask to hide from you, but still walk with you and be by you.

The world must never know what I am,

nor must you

because I can never be what everyone thinks I am.

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