this is about me
living in the blind side
sitting there waiting for some major event to spell me out
inside is a cloudy silence between us
dark is leaking around from your wall
and I plea for a window but you don’t listen
I keep telling myself real life will start soon
as soon as you admit that I have to come out
we never speak
never touch each other
all this time was enough for you just to know about me
watch me through the mirror
let me struggle alone
but I do feel your restlessness and you do feel my power growing
so when the time comes
I will start pushing from the inside
to the edge of the eyes
until you become more and more resilient
to embrace me
accepting that only together
we could give birth to the
so long unseen
true me