Here I am,
But they do not see ME.
They see..
what they want to see
A surface hardly scratched
A heart bandaged up
A wall so high
Impossible to climb
They see my face
And hear my voice
But they don’t see..
they don’t hear ME.
This becomes my truth
Proved time and again
Hope almost drained
Alone I remain
That was until..
I met him.
A secret passage was found
Right through my wall
With the touch of his hands
A protector of all
An unconditional love
Is where our souls meet
Deep as one can reach
And for the first time
I am heard,
I am seen.