I’m not perfect

anything close would be the furthest

from the ever present truth

I’m nothing unique

nothing special

I don’t wear a helmet

or require assistance in motion

yet I’m the biggest handicap in the room

I feel them staring upon my mirror

and my reflection

my reflection…I don’t know

I turn and alter their gaze, but the damage is done

they know the cuts go deep, the inside

of my where, the tragedy of my why

no secret to me, no secret to hide

even though I’ve tried for all time

someone pries open the book

someone always finds me out

and I wish they wouldn’t

I wish I could be left alone

together, with my thoughts

with my sanctity

and sanity


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