changing myself

In a crowd where no one sees,  
I stand beneath the weight of stares,  
Like a shadow in a gallery,  
A canvas painted with their fears.  

A heart, vibrant but hidden deep,  
Layered beneath the surface bright,  
Knowing the echoes that cut and seep,  
Through the silence of a lonely night.  

I wear a mask of smiles and jest,  
Laughing off the pain I feel,  
Risking trust, a daily test,  
In a world where wounds remain concealed.  

I bend my soul to fit their mold,  
Changing colors to blend in line,  
With every compromise, I feel less bold,  
Yearning for a love that’s truly mine.  

When the rain falls, my tears align,  
A mingling of sorrow, a soft refrain,  
But in the depths, a hope will shine,  
For one who sees me beyond the pain.  

To be embraced for every flaw,  
To find a heart that understands,  
A hand in mine, without a flaw,  
A promise in the shifting sands.  

So I’ll keep searching through the haze,  
For that rare soul who holds the key,  
To shatter glass and end the maze,  
And love me wholly, just for me.