People say im mysterious. They say im too serious. I cant show them the weariness but its there. Lurking in the air. Waiting for its share. People stare at me when i scream but they usually dont see me. Im invisisble to them. I wish my eyes would seer right through them. And steer their thoughts away from me so that i can be free. They just dont see the true me, the real me. Time to show them how to sing. How to write. I will open my wings of talent and make them fly. Fly so high that others learn to glide.