Perceptions and Actions

Nothing seems to grow out on me
Nothing can enlighten my spirits
Is there no one in this world
Who can uplift my struggle

Why am I being so intrusive
Why have I been so insensitive
Am I afraid to mingle
Am I a monster trapped in a visage?

I hated myself for my doing
Intimidating and guarded as I would do
Cower myself away from sight
Never can they see the real me