my biggest fear...

 
      
what about an image that cannot speak?      
images that can't be seen?      
maybe that's what things look like, but what's behind it...      
what is closest to the heart?      
      
how do you interpret what is impossible to see?      
more blurring, more details, more destruction, more layers.      
how do I bring you inside my head...      
      
i spend a lot of time watching people live their lives.      
self-expression should free me from this but i am drawn.      
clearly they have a purpose, a will..where did it come from?      
how do i find it for myself?    
      
i am stumped...about the simple basis of even formulating a      
thought.      
when in that disconnected state i’m in a hole, walking in      
circles, murmuring to myself...      
keep me away from people, away from that social situation      
where i tend to get nervous...      
      
i would give you every piece of myself if i only knew how.      
my biggest fear is it will be wasted, washed away by my tears.      
it’s me, myself...i am my only obstacle..lead me far away from here,      
far away from myself..