i've been wallowing in my exterior. put up a front for all the world to see-that i'm not superior-just afraid to be me. i bring to the table all my insecurities, and blow them up for you to see-through-me. i think of beauty, i have you on my mind, the reassuring smile, the understanding caring style. please bear with me, haven't been myself for a while. i promise you though, if you start to take time, to get past the sick sad show, i'll open wide, to set my heart free. i know i know, i've pushed them away, but they keep trying to find me, thankfully. my hopes continue to grow, my veil continues to thin, soon we will see what resides within. and i think it will be, something pure true and free. if you help save me.