Like a magical wardrobe lost in time

Behind the fur coats you will find

A door way to an open Skye

Influenced by the virtue of others,

A constant war fought inside,

Beyond a veil where most reside.

Trespassers searched throughout

Surprised by the beauty,

Of my true self

Distant from the eyes

You will find a condemned soul.

An emotional past

Carved the landscape

Of my internal being

Through the wardrobe

A different world exists

Cloacked and hidden much like my mind

Behind the curtain

Is someone who cowers inside her stature

A person running from pain.

One who hides her progressive mind

In order to fit into the box of society's ideas,

To keep her heart safe, under lock and key.

Followed "Fake it 'till you make it"

For so long

I don't know how to move back.

Behind the fur coats,

Well hidden and out of sight

The truth about me

Is realized.