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Appraisal for ones inner-self
Requires belief not often felt
Until the gift that you posses
is offered fair I must regress
For lessons in time leave one forlorn
A froward existence I must not adorn
Decorate instead from inside primarily
Perhaps such a gift is not neccesarily
given by others but constructed within
Why accept love to shower it with sin
Escape from such traits one cannot allow
Vunerability is my shield for now
When strength surpasses fear while alone
A damaged man one child can disown
Rebirth helps asses these states of confusion
so quickly replaced by roads of illusion
Direction is random, the dark shows the blind
that light is the gift we all need to find
So what do you offer so readily and brave
the shelter from pain and insecurity I crave?
Shying from risk of betrayal and pain
but life withoput sharing just isn't the same.
Can I feel love and how will I know
while I'm running to somewhere with nowhere to go.