I’m tired of wearing the painted grin
That mocks me and all of my sin.
The pain of my soul and my mind
I yearn to share with humankind.
But I cannot seem to find a soul who cares
To help ease my mind from all of its fears.
Loneliness begins to sink into my life.
People are around to be my light.
But I cannot see their brightest light
Because I feel the loneliness of night.
I thought light does more than light the way.
I thought light too gives warmth always.
But I do not feel the warmth of light
Because of the coldness of the night.
A simple hug would warm my mind,
But how do I tell this to humankind?