Cocoon

Empty in dispare,

With not a single care,

Problems you do not share,

Flaws of which you're aware.

Stride confidently into pain,

Anger and doubt only remain,

The perfect beast you can not tame,

Only hope and passion are aflame.

Hold you breath and feel,

Only terror to which you heel,

That perfect moment you wish to steal,

Anxiety is your last meal. 

Always on the outside looking in,

Hope is your biggest sin,

As your demons do nothing but grin,

Acting is your second skin.

Always a step from madness,

Dreams are empty gladness,

Constantly worrying about badness,

And never escaping my sadness.

Take all you've learnt and fly,

Say only what would apply,

Take stock and identify,

Those wrongs ready to rectify.