I Am Not What You Found.These things...they live among us, out in the open but also inside of me.I Am Not What You Found. by Soft-Echo
It's so intense and unbelievably confusing to contemplate.
However, they're there; I know they are.
They're so clear right in front of me but only I am doomed to see them.
Only my eyes may gaze and truly know behind the beautiful mask.
This cage, this damned metal cage holds all of this.
While I am here, these things are out there.
They are free and able to lock me up inside this cage again.
I am ruled by these things and their outbursts.
Sometimes, I ask myself if I am even in control anymore.
It doesn't feel like it, that's for sure.
I tell the ones I trust of these things and only hope they listen.
Some don't...some have doubts, saying it's silly and just nothing.
They tell me these things don't exist.
Others that believe me, they know.
They've caught glimpses and shadows of these things.
They hide, deep down and break free at random.
Some just won't see them until they break.
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