Watcherman
I've got a few things to say, some things you might know while others might come a surprise to you.
A lot of you probably think I am very open, well thats a lie. What I say out loud might be more then most people ever think of, but it really is nothing compared to the things I keep locked up. Its not because I don't trust anyone, its just who I am. Only a very few people have experienced who I truly am.
I like to keep myself hidden, ever since a child and I still do it this day. I'll hide behind a mask and shackle myself to keep myself hidden. Its only second nature and I really don't control it, but for some people I can remove them. With these few people, some I have known for years while some I have only meet a few times. I feel free, it is a feeling I sometimes thirst for. Its when I don't have to worry about what anyone thinks or what will happen if I do something uncalled for. I can just be me.
This freedom has been slowly showing its self since the end of high school. Tho I did not notice it, I thought it was just another mask I was wearing to blend into the crowd. But in the past year this force has broken out more. I found as long as one of the people I was with made me feel that way I could still be that way with other people. Which in turn let me feel that way with others too. I can only wonder if you all see me as the man I am behind all the masks and shackles. If you can't I hope you can one day meet him, but don't fret the masked man you once knew is still inside and still cares the same. There will just be a different way of expressing it.
Wings break free of bondage, allowing man to soar.
A lot of you probably think I am very open, well thats a lie. What I say out loud might be more then most people ever think of, but it really is nothing compared to the things I keep locked up. Its not because I don't trust anyone, its just who I am. Only a very few people have experienced who I truly am.
I like to keep myself hidden, ever since a child and I still do it this day. I'll hide behind a mask and shackle myself to keep myself hidden. Its only second nature and I really don't control it, but for some people I can remove them. With these few people, some I have known for years while some I have only meet a few times. I feel free, it is a feeling I sometimes thirst for. Its when I don't have to worry about what anyone thinks or what will happen if I do something uncalled for. I can just be me.
This freedom has been slowly showing its self since the end of high school. Tho I did not notice it, I thought it was just another mask I was wearing to blend into the crowd. But in the past year this force has broken out more. I found as long as one of the people I was with made me feel that way I could still be that way with other people. Which in turn let me feel that way with others too. I can only wonder if you all see me as the man I am behind all the masks and shackles. If you can't I hope you can one day meet him, but don't fret the masked man you once knew is still inside and still cares the same. There will just be a different way of expressing it.
Wings break free of bondage, allowing man to soar.