Unkown
Midnight,
tonight,
alone,
unknown.
An anger is upon me;
I will to break false identities,
pushed over my self by others.
I would see my self known.
I would show my thoughts.
I can explain.
My meanings and my intentions,
are always the same:
to let myself be known.
Can an other know an other?
Is not what we perceive,
our gaze of the other,
our own understanding?
Fooling myself,
understood by an other.
My thoughts,
My reasons,
My perceptions,
alone,
unknown.
Trapped inside,
a crystal box.
Looking out,
but forever locked.
I tinker,
I ponder,
I puzzle,
but solutions abstain.
Unknown
to the Other
I am left alone.